Ding Ding Ding,
Walter Jefferson! aka Wee Capone aka Black Walt, he wrote just the last verse though, it begins with "Get sprayed by the Tec-9 hand gun, now I'm on the out run, flowin the beginnin, hot cooked well done, fuckin wit a crazy insane warlord, punks wanna trip, but they know Im too muthafuckin hard, deadly tickin like a time bomb, fuckin wit me you would think you were in vietnam, when I explode aint nothin left but remains, for those who froze for fuckin wit a crazy insane, mentally minded, mad muthafuckin madman, out to attack, sinkin punks like quicksand, droppin and poppin any punk that jumps up, bring a body bag if you wanna get fucked up, there it is you little mitch bade nigga, start runnin when Im playin with the trigga of an uzi, a twelve gauge it really don't matta, many sucka die when the shotgun scatta, from block to block hood to hood, street to street boy you can't fuck wit me, so for those who chose to jump up and talk shit, admit ya bitch your little ass got lit."
I'll have another one later.