i rip it up when i spit it up, yall can't stop me, so throw your hands up/
listen up, i weigh 145 and i spit ta strive,listen ta me we all gone die/
so be alive,we'll never live for ever but we all gone ride/
an till the day i die, i'ma spit ta strive,be betta than all yall till i take da dive/
so everybody realize, that no one is great, till you see wit your eyez, that their not fake/
an if in fact they are fo real, don't go holdin out ya hands like they got yo meal/
so stay real, an feel, what they got to say,you neva know,one day they might be great/
shit one day that might be yo fate, SO DON'T NEVA HATE!


holla yall