You fake G's ain't got shit on me//
Thugs like me are from a different creed, we a specialized breed//
So prepare to follow cause i'm takin' the lead//
All i need are some papers and a bag of weed//
With DOA we recieve the green//
Yet not driven by greed//
I do it to release this anger//
And if i didn't i'd put the whole world in mortal danger//
Don't matter if you a friend, foe, or straight up stanger//
I would hesitate on you week basteds~to fuck you up so bad you need a closed casket//
No, that ain't sarcasum i'm that fucking drastic//
Ask my dawg T.C.K. he know i don't play//
Wether its the night of the day//
All i need is a mic~in a battle you'll be standin' on the ground while i'll be soren outta sight//