COME GET SOME ROOKIE BOSS PLAYAS CLICC U DONT WANT NONE LOL
SCABS N GUTS you stay askin for BATTLES like u good...but not even Half-Of-Dem-Are-Hard-BITCH//
Ur facin Humiliation-Quick//1
cuz I’ll eat ya flesh like I was Raised-By-Pits//
Scripts are funny like a Caucasian-Crip//2
cuz ya skills SMALLER then an Asian-Dick//
I turned ya Gay-View-To-Ice and Made-You-Sound-Nice now you Bout-Shit//3
Watch-Ya-Mouth-Kid and Reroute-Lips//
before I Bounce-and-spit-some-Clips//4
i get mo DIRTY than the South-Is//
SCABS You know I’m the Greatest-King the Latest-Thing to jock like Nas and Jay’z- Dispute//5
Lyrically New thinks Gay’z-Are-Cute Play’z-Wit-Fruits ain’t ever owned a K-To-Shoot//6
I got ‘SLUGS’ dat’ll Spray-Ya-Suit ‘TAKE’ a Day-And-Loot//7
Den I’ll Trash-Evidence get to know SCABS ‘NEIGHBORS’ really well cuz fuckin wit me will be ya Last-Residence//8
I got mo power in da Streets den da Pass-Presidents//
‘RUN’ ya lips till I make u hit tha ‘BRAKES’ when I take off ya Top-Like-A-Convertible//9
SCAB N GUTS ya lyrics couldn’t hit ‘HARD’ even if u spit and palmed my Cock-When-It’s-Vertical//
All I spit is Factual-Shit//10
this MuthaFucka could ‘CUT’ off both my ‘Legs’ and I’d still get Pass-This-Hoe-Quick//11
don’t make me Blast-The-FoO-Kid//12
Cuz I can’t control my hand when da Clips-Inserted//13
labeled da ‘BEST’ cuz my Scripts-Have-Earned-It …SCABS GET OFF MY DICK!! Damn this Chicks-Perverted//(HESHE)14
bitch you couldn’t ‘BLOW-UP’ even if you held a LIGHTER and Spit-Petroleum//15
Yeah you might be making BIG-MOVES but it’s a fact dat my Clicks-Controlin-Em//16
Ya still a Bottom-Feeder//17
Where’s ya mom cuz for havin you I Gots-To-Beat-Her//18
I cop Hotter-Heaters wit a Hollow-Feather so back down now Follow-LEADER! 20
This nigga tryin' 2 cum at my head like I ain't 1 of tha best
In ya case they betta have bulletproof fitted hats, fuc a vest
P.G. don't stand 4 point guard, but I'm still throwin' shit at ya chest
Got a problem wit PIMPSMOOTH? I got tha answer 2 that problem like a SAT test
This ain't no crew beef, it's between me & u
Ja Rule rappa, when I pull out tha toast, that's gon b tha only thing "Between Me & You"
Messin' wit me, tha result ain't healthy
I don't fire, I spit Suns, melt ya frame b
U only get 16, u didn't cum 2 far outta ya mouth
But talk again & u ain't gotta like French 2 have tha toast in ya mouth
Tha last 6 bars I'ma let u kno ya role
U couldn't get diamonds if u let Fat Bastard sit on lumps on coal
Street Legendz, "We Are The Streets" like The Lox
Think u nice, I like ya confidence, "Two Can Play That Game" like Vivica Foxx
We can do this "Any Given Sunday" & "In Living Color" like Jamie Foxx
If I chop up ya body, u can't get a casket, you'll finally get a "X-Box"Who is this fake~homo~thug that yall put up in front of me?/
Shots meet you at tha "crossroads" like Bone~Thugs~In~Harmony/
I distribute pain~that~kills but im not a CVS pharmacy/
I'll pumble you dogg you can trust when I speak/
Please don't make me bust you up and make you one wit tha street/
I run wit tha heat nigga toaster on both sides/
Bang 5 at cha hamstring and insert 4 mo to ya thighs/
I see what you doin' pullin a publicity stunt/
Well if you wanna be known in tha public, put you on tha news wit my publicity pump/
It's a shame we all know this chump is rated PG/
Tha odds of you defeatin' me is like tryin to murda a dinosour wit a b-b/
Only thang you INFAMOUS for is lettin' niggaz poke in ya rectum/
Ay niggaz this a biology class now watch how these bullets disect him/
Yeah my nigga we in school so ima "POP" this nigga like "Quiz"/
Tha type of nigga to take care of a baby even tho it ain't his/
You a chump, but im ya favorite rappa im on top of ya list/
Im like smokin' 10 packs of ciggerets pussy nigga death is a high risk//
