^^^Dis nigga ROGER GLOCKS is talkin tuff like his LLAMA POP/
but when the DRAMA POP, im the nigga tyin up ya MOMS AND POPS/
Its Clear dat you dont KNOW THE TEAM. My mutha fuckin FLOW IS MEAN/
I got "Young Dro" bullets that'll pop and make ya SHOULDER LEAN/
Doctors gonna SEW YA SPLEEN. My BLOCK IS SICK, ROOKIE/
You'll get a hole in ya temple big as a CHOCOLATE CHIP COOKIE/
Dis dat MOBSTER SHIT PUSSY. The DRAMA MAKE JERKS NERVOUS/
And niggas know my rap sheet LONGER DEN CHURCH SERVICE/
I PALM IT AND SQUIRT PERFECT. So ya NECK GET SPLIT MAN/
I got "Hart" And I aint talkin BRET THE HITMAN/
INVEST IN CLIPS MAN, Cause niggas "grimier" den NORE'S SINGLE/
You couldnt stack chips even if you had 40 PRINGLES/
Das why you little DUMB COWARDS BE MADD/
Cause my haze sacks look like SUNFLOWER SEED BAGS/
Das jus HOW IT BE FAG. If you CROSS THE BEEF, TECHS'LL BLOW/
You breeze out the window like a DAWSONS CREEK EPISODE/
Dis rapverse rookie is a BOSS WIT MADD LOOT/
Im hotter than Missy was rockin that GARBAGE BAG SUIT/
The kid aint neva GOIN UNDER. You can tell I FLOW WIT HUNGER/
Dis like a basketball game. When I spit, im droppin KOBE NUMBERS/
Im here....and I bet you far from AWFUL GLAD HE CAME/
When it comes to this rappin, Im "Big" like SMALLS AND DADDY KANE/
Ya flow's DIRT. LIKE I SAID, IMMA MAN...YOU A FAG/
I'll leave ya SHIRT WHITE AND RED LIKE THE CANADA FLAG/
Streetwise or Rapwise, you cant SAY THAT IM WACK/
My pump'll feel like a nigga fryin STEAK ON YA BACK/
Im GREAT WIT THE RAPS. Somethin like a LYRICAL JEWEL/
So we can keep this on text, or I can KILL YOU WIT TOOLS/
I FEEL YOU A FOOL, but me? Imma FELON WIT SOME REAL CREDENTIALS/
I was hustilin when you was watchin LEGENDS OF THE HIDDEN TEMPLE/
So I aint got time for NICKELODEON THUGS/
Cause BITCH, IM ROLLIN WIT THUGS that be LOADIN DEY SLUGS/
Think you better Roger? U picked the CRAZIEST DAY TO DREAM/
You "Make up" shit when you spit. Shit.......MAYBE ITS MAYBELLINE/
Im CRAZY. I SPRAY THE BEAM. All U lil nigga's NEW TO THIS/
The ROUGA CLIPS will snatch ya braids off like you LUDACRIS/
My bars is fresh. Most U LAMES RECYCLE YA SHITS/
My slugs'll hit you like a LIU KANG BICYCLE KICK/
You TOO PLAIN, N HYPE IS A BITCH. Lemme BURST YA BALLON/
Cause you comin at the kid is like FLIRTIN WIT TOMBS/
I grind while you JERK IN YA ROOM. My MANS SPRAY THE 5'TH/
I can tell by how niggas rap if dey MAN-MADE OR BITCH/
You the 2'nd choice, so do yaself a DAMN FAVOR PRICK/
And fall back, cause my bullets is like FANTASIA LIPS/

Iono if yall fuckin wit me yo............