Turn dat shit up. The beat going ride. And we going ride. A good day to live and a good day to die. Jump kick boom. Some niggaa blessed and some niggas doom. The shrooms got chu living in a cartoon during a werewolf moon. Eyes and suprise of q coon. Some think Im a loon. Maybe so if you asked that Joe. Or dat bitch on the low. Why cause Im always on a go. Looking for the Doe. Looking for the old-school Dro. Right across the street see theres a mighty moe.. And right here is the Hung Hye Doe. The nigga with that mighty tight flow. I told that hoe that I can do fast or real real slow. If you need to know. I beat on the row. They hang from a rope. Let the beat ride as I beat it on the door. Its the Prince of the Poor. Go South Shore. The real mccoy I sint just a lore. I really exist. Dont get twisted. I do it two fisted. Up on some quick shit. Hustler hard and even when I take a hit. I got another plan. Another jam. The mice in these men need Christ and a hymn.