People wanna no why I dont talk much
Me and my gun got the same speech I rather let my gat bust
This lil nigga wont hesitate to clap that
I got a basement full of body and trash bags
From the shotty blast
Nah I aint ready to die-But Im dying to live
And living to die-I die for Murda you Bitch
Jae Nyce blow yo brains in the sink
For the simple fact that i want to no what You think
Im the hoods Meal-Ticket taking Springfield (Ohio) to the top
Clap ya--look at it like this--you said you wanted to meet Big and Pac (no disrespect to them two)
You dont wanna do to war with the toast
Cuz it aint safe at home--bullets can fly through the wall like ghost
Im one of the hardest on the West and East Coast
And niggas know me Down South like Outkast and C-Lo
Yo crew claim they want it
I got special heat for yall--the ones wit the drum roll on it
Who you no spit gutta as me--I no a few
Guess what nigga no of them you
So why would you wanna start it with me
Knowing I got guns that will make yo heart skip beats
Yall cowards talk greasy until the thang come out
Blow yo voice box on the ground see if my name come out
Who gave you that Idea you betta then me--I put a hole in that picture
Knowing damn well Nyce got more flows than a river
Faggots yall bettah slow yaw role
Cuz I got more juice in the hood then the company dole
Pause--Before I lock and squeeze
And if the bullet dont hit ya you gon feel the breeze

-Fuck yall

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