BITCH i soak up syrup like egos
stack my money like legos
got sauce like some prego
you heard what i said hoe?
i kill em with lyrics
they shit when they hear it
straight scary like spirits
they can't help but to fear it
they know i'm the truth
when i step in the booth
don't see the proof
imma knock out ya toof
this is all off the dome
done got in my zone
all you bitches get gone
or get hit wit the chrome
i ain't sayin i'm gangsta
or claimin no click
so internet wangstas
go on hop off my dick
say what you will
and claim what you can
but truth is, i'm trill
and truly the man
i don't sell no drugs
i don't ride big rims
i do hang with thugs
and i do pimp my pen
i ain't killed nobody
i ain't neva snitch
i have shot somebody
and i have hit a bitch
i do smoke on ganja
and i do spit fiya
i don't drive a honda
and that ain't no liya
so who next in line?
come on step right up.
i'll rip out your spine
and then i'll light up.