Im gunna merk u wid precision,hardhittin/
C,im in tha muthafukin kitchen,slingin coke 2 dese pigeonz/
Fo' tha fact that im driven, My mind bak in suspicion/
Send u crawlin, Good riddance (r.i.p)/
Trapped in my battlin mission,put u in2 submission/
Where batties and diks r forbidden'/Keepin my lyrikal gun hidden/
Coz ill merk u from yo' head 2 ur rootz-Coz Ill fuckin merk u in yo' timbaland bootz