5-STAR MAC TRUCK, CRUSH YA LUNGS/
BROTHA LYNCH LIKE, OAK TREE HUNG/
SMASH YA FACE LIKE A CAR WIT A TEEN BEHIND THE WHEEL/
BUILDING A ARMY HIGH, LIKE SKYSCRAPERS AND STEEL/
WATCH ME PEEL OUT IN A ROVA TRUCK WIT 4 TIRES/
ONLY GOT 4 CAUSE THE 5TH WHEEL RETIRED/
GO AHEAD MOBSTA, TALK SHIT ABOUT ME/
BUT ITS DOUBTLY, YOU CAN BEAT ME IN THIS BOUT G/
GET BACK, WIT THAT WHACK RAP/
BEFORE YOU GET LYRICALLY MURDERED IN THA BACK/
I STAY STRAPPED LIKE 3 YEAR OLDS IN CADILLACS/
BRAIDS LONG,CLOTHES SMELL LIKE BLACKS/
FUCK WIT ME GET HIT IN THA HEAD WIT THA BROOM/
SO SIC I KEEP MY GLOCK POSTED UP IN MY ROOM/
MAY SEEM NICE BUT IN THA STREETS IM HOT-TEMPERED/
FUCK WIT MY MONEY AND I LEAVE YA BODY DISMEMBERED/
YOU JUS A RICH NIGGA, I BET AT THA COUNTRY CLOUB YA DADS A MEMBER/
IM SO HOT, WHEN I SPIT U SEE THA FUCKIN EMBERS/


verse 2:

CHECK THA KID IN THA BACKSEAT/
WIT BLOODSTAINED DIDAS ON HIS BLACK FEET/
SHOOT A NIGGA DEAD IN HIS TUMMY/
LEAVE HIS STOMACH RUNNY/
DRUNK WIT A MAC, THINKIN YA DEATH IS FUNNY/
NIGGA MY ONE FINGA GOT ENOUGH AMMUNITION/
TA LEAVE THA SPOT HOTTA THAN HELLS KITCHEN/
I RUN THA BLOCK LIKE AN OLYMPIC TRACK RUNNER/
YOU WANNA FACE A GOD, NIGGA TAKE A NUMBER/
YOUNG GUNNA, ON THE MIC I EMBARASS YOU LIKE YA MOTHA/
I LEAVE U DEEP UNDERGROUND LIKE U WAS UNDERCOVER/
SPACED OUT, CRASH INTA YA JEEP, KILL YA BEST MAHN/
LEAVE YA BODY LOOKIN LIKE A 9-11 AIRPLANE/
NEVER IN A LIMO, BULLETPROOFED IN A ROVA INFORMA/
HIT A SWITCH, GUNZ FLIP OUT THA SIDE LIKE A TRANSFORMA/
5-STAR, YOUNG NIGGA FROM THA FREE STATE/
MY FATE, TO BE GREAT,KING OF THA LYRICAL DEBATE/
I MOVE KEYS QUICK LIKE ROACHES WHEN THA LIGHTS ON/
NICKNAMED MY MAC BIG BAD WOLF CAUSE WHEN IT BLOW, YA LIFES GONE/
I POW-WOW WIT THA ARTISTS NOT THA RECORD EXECS/
DISFIGGA YA FACE AND CRUSH THA BONES IN YA NECK