Don't Worry Homie... I Brought Da Hearse Wit Me... .:Chuckles To Himself:. Ya Done Dawg... Yo... Ayo... Yo...


Da Way My Verse Suck Out Ya Last Breath, You Would Think I Ryme Wit Meth...
I Take Ya Back Into Da Past And Make 8/10 Ya Time Of Death...
It's Like I Pay No Rent Da Way I'm Owning Da House...
You A Dawg Wit Rabies Da Way I Got Ya Foamin Out Da Mouth...
Don't Get Legistic, You Just Anotha Statistic, One Of The Merked, Derres Been Thousands At Least...
You Thought You Had Da Win, But I Flipped Shit, Like Lil Boys Molestin Da Priests...
Im A Straight Serial Killa, Im Comparable To 'Bunches Of Oats'...
He Get No Attention From RB, To Make Himself Feel Good He Keep His "Punches In Quotes..."
Like Da Lotta Luck Girls, You Spit Power Wit Clovers...
I Could Be A Midget But I'd Still Tower Ya Over...
Dis Kat Could Get Mixed Up In War Wit Gorillas And Still Wouldn't Be A Known Rebel...
He Thinkin Kids Bow Ta His Feet When Dey Just Tryna Stoop Ta His Level...
You Changin Names Like Chameleon Colors, GBpusha, But Ya Shelfs Are Still Bare...
He Altered His Name, But To His Dismay, The Lack Of Talent Wuz Still There...

AND WHAT?! .:Walks Away And Throws The Mic Over His Shoulder... And You Thought It'd Be Friendly... HAHA....
aND DaTS... Da BaLLGaME...