My guns come in may shapes and sizes
hot flows like mine burning ya eyes
try to commit suicide/ cause u wana die
no purpose on this earth
ya life aint worth shit /its priceless
the rymes u spitting is useless
my flows so terroristic/ army invade/take over ya country
terrorize civilians
u make 20,000 a year
while i making millions
its a new year/ so be cautious/ prepare for fear
the end is near
state of emergency/ state on lock down
u a lifeguard but u still get drowned
impound my fist to ya jaw/ sorry ya gunz to small
my face on the currency
its a urgency/ get my mix-tape
more fenes then a date-rape drug
30 slugz ready to fire
its May 26 2004/ im sorry but ya life expired
i got that desire
to spit pure fire
yous a liar if u think u betta
go to my trunk get my berreta
u neveta had a chance
get anew profession/ u like to dance
u be on sean paul videos/ doing the heal toe
when i hit the stage/ seats near the door/ standing on ya toes
to peep out how i flow
and how i stock so much dow