You aint follow the rules U.G. ..... you were supposed to rap on a belt buckle


When im bout to fight i grab a mic and start to rap/
and my knuckles turns white like i was rollin dice playin craps/
watch the traps, cause i'll get you and have a chuckle/
and laugh now n' later cuz you got beat with a belt buckle/
then put you in the freezer, because i dont like a scuffle/
and have the neighbors find you while lookin for a pop suckile motha fuckas.......


My first victem ... a ice pick