i'm not givin it to you hard, later for that/ but i'm servin up flows, i'm a cater for that/ i might be a little young, don't be a hater on that/ i've told stories, went through drama, no longer stayin for that/ a player, in fact, i'm wreckin but i'm stayin intact/ and if I, get recognized, don't pray for that/ i'll send a heat seeker, right where your braids are at/ i've stayed on track, and comin through, raidin the rack/ i'm statin the fact that I'm good and i'm tight indeed/ When I give you instructions, you have the right to bleed/ i'll see to that, cuz every time I fight, I lead/ it's a known fact that every time I bite, they plead/ never hide from me, i'll always find you faster/ i'll hit you up, so hard, you will crack like plaster/ just look at the skill, it's clear i'm the last of the masters/ i'm out again, you got a chance i'll pass you, bastard