yo battling Pre, is like a role of-the-dice//
this aint russian roulette, but i can take ya life//
yall at odds, gamblin with the wrong nigga//
dat pulls triggas, and rips mic to make figgas//
wont stop, im no quitta..ima lip splitta//
u down four da count,u just witness how punches get ya//
ima winna in this game, but once I take aim..it wont be the same..
cuz with two shots..ya nostrols wont be the biggest holes in ya frame...
im done with bullshit, but i spit ruthless//
get on my wrong side son..youll look elderly.cuz ill make ya toothless//
im not a rookie or a vetren..but blessed by heavin//
cuz yall startin to see a progression of a livin legend//
classic material..is only what i spit//
dont care if a keystyle is fucked up cuz i know dat im legit//
after all im only doin this 4 fun//
but i murda niggas with lead dat dont come out of guns/