The killaz, the robbaz, we knockin over godfathaz/ the cops can knock us into jail but they cant stop us/ we talk shit and rock hits so u wont forget us/ we leave our signitures on ure suicidal lettaz/ fast like twin barrettaz, we only gettin betta/ the illest freshest killas from whenever wherever/ battle, rattle rap artists leave em speachless in fear/ victory is just a wine glass cuz that shit is crystal clear/ toastin, loathin coast to coast/ n' flamin mothafuckaz like a comedy roast/ call me invisible cuz im outa sight/ and my rhymes is just as tight as virgin pussy on prom night