Blessed since birth,
if the ghetto gifts a curse, i'll spit fake lyrics like u on a verse
but in reality i remain real...i rap too please..
so when it comes to females i'm only ever intrested in the purse
snatch-an-run, then like a hurse, i leave u aired out an stuffed in a box
lyrical master ''ohh'n'' minds, while nike is the only thing that ''rocks your socks'''
i'm like a policemans ''knock'' all you ever here from my direction is...BANG BANG..
wait on hand n feet for me, like lurch, my every demand....''god....you rang?''
cant hang wiv me, ur not on my branch like leaves in winter
u rats actin tough like u associate wiv splinter!
igot a hint of wit, so fresh like mint when i spit
i beat u legless and all u can do is sit
im the shit honey, just 15 and makin sick money