Beware when I come through/
When I come through aint nothing you can do/ (Recognize)
Cus I spit rhymes time after time ‘n’/
Time after time I spit my rhymes/
Motha Fuckaz tryin to battle me yall wastin my time/ (Ok)
I aint talking bout anyone in particular/ (Don’t get it twisted)
My rhymes go straight the never touch like perpendicular/
I aint nowhere near nice dog im sicker/
The field goal is good cus im the kicker/ (Its good)
So you better beware the boy is here/
This flow right here is the world premiere/
Cus its that time to give you what you need ass we proceed/
As we proceed to give you what you need/
This aint 95/ (Get it right)
Its that 2003 shit dam/
Tell ya mother tell ya father send a telegram/
I am that man/
I got my Non PHD and I hope ya understand (Non Playa Hater Degree)/ (That’s Right)




So beware when I come through/
Im not tryin to cause a ruckus/ (Oh)
Like an alien im coming in piece duke/ (Ok)
Cus fuckin wit me you’ll neva las/ (What Happens)
I’ll put shot gun holes in ya chest bigger than J-Lo ass/ (OOO Damn)
Im gangsta im gon admit that/
I sold crack in Irvington N.J so how you gon tell me im not that/
I got shot once in my shoulda and in the leg/
I thank god everyday I aint dead/ (MMM)
Beware of the boy I say that so you can give me respect/
Cus I done seen niggaz get shanked up/ (Damn)
Niggaz robbin ‘n’ snitchin/
Tee shirt wet up baby moms is bitchin/ (Shit)
Drive by shootin shit up/
Niggaz Layed out in the street face blown up/
So let me say one last thing here/ (Whats That)
I done seen niggaz boys get killed/
And at the funeral they neva shed a tear/ (Fucked up)