ya style-is-wack, u spittin childish-rap
my shits doper then a mile-of-crack
the shit u spit is equivlent to a pile-of-crap
my vicious flow is equivlent to a violent-attack
u better get outta town go hide-in-iraq
i 69'd ya bitch but i didnt dial-her-back
i fucked ya wife-in-the-lac right-in-the-back
i didnt do it for free thas the life-of-a-mack
when i seen u u went to hide-in-the-back
yet u claim to be the toughest guy-in-the-pack
when im done typin-the-rap then ya life-is-a-wrap
u a boy ima man like spider-n-bat
ima mob figga like hus, rydah-n-jack
when the tracks done they rewindin-the-track
me spittin heats like a buster fightin-a-scrap
cuz its inevidable my flow like a knife-n-a-gat
my shits doper then a mile-of-crack
the shit u spit is equivlent to a pile-of-crap
my vicious flow is equivlent to a violent-attack
u better get outta town go hide-in-iraq
i 69'd ya bitch but i didnt dial-her-back
i fucked ya wife-in-the-lac right-in-the-back
i didnt do it for free thas the life-of-a-mack
when i seen u u went to hide-in-the-back
yet u claim to be the toughest guy-in-the-pack
when im done typin-the-rap then ya life-is-a-wrap
u a boy ima man like spider-n-bat
ima mob figga like hus, rydah-n-jack
when the tracks done they rewindin-the-track
me spittin heats like a buster fightin-a-scrap
cuz its inevidable my flow like a knife-n-a-gat