sleep on mistah tate? u crazy as hell
gotta sound so familiar, make yo mind ring bells
they say that boy crazy, his screws gone loose
but they wont say it to my face, i put they neck in a noose
neva said i was a gangsta, but i'm far from bein wanksta
so watch yo valuables when tate around, wont hesistate to jank ya
lyrically spank ya, put yo head on spin
make u wish u never approached me with that fake ass grin

corny ass niggas, yall just aint got what it takes
flames come out my mouth so yall flakes stay baked
i'd put you on the bus and school you, but i'll just fool you
till you learn that even you with voodoo couldn't stick bitches like i do
murda for pleasure? naw, i just do what i got to
respect that and your spinal cord will remain intact
if neccasary i'll squash you like sumo, and that be a fact

u say you mad, you say you ill, but your statements lack truth
you cant record in a studio, they kick yo wack ass out the booth
when you rhyme you dont make sense, but you claim yo styles dense
and tell me if you the king then why yo punchlines full of dents?
don't hate on a nigga, just respect his evidence
drop after drop, and you wonderin why you aint gettin no replies
take a hint fool, your a pest, sumtin like summer flies

and i'm supa fly, look up to see me cuz i be that high
i got you askin yourself like jada, oh why oh why?
time to stop inquirin your position and start lettin the game go by
i gave you that push, that nudge, now take yo ass on
and dont cry on your way out, cuz bitch you claim to be grown
now you can guess or you can ask to who this was directed
you know who you are, and now you know that u rejected