I'm hitting ackuracy with lyrical weapons,and that includes my dick/
I'm moving forwards to being the best rapper,while you running back like Emmit Smith/
Got this kat lookin like MJ the way he fading away,pick him back up and smack him back to his past life/
You claiming you a pllaya,but all your girls are coming to me,got you running to your last wife/
You say you chill in the streets,i'll hang you in the ghetto then you can say you hang in the hood/
Hit you with these bullets,you acting as if I missed,like that aint blood!/
duck tape you in the back of my room,leaving no finger prints or clues,got you reported missing on the channel 6 news/
You like a dying lightbulb,i'm bout to blow out your fuse/
I'll blow out your brain,Kill your ass without blowing these AK's/
You just a waste of time,leave you with a bullet in your leg/kill yo later,put your ass on lay-a-way