What you know about runnin up on a gangstas house with gun drawn before you hit the lawn everybody knows its on before shit pop off I'm a have at least 2 to 3 of your boys drop off just from the click clack when I spit raps it's facts get that through you skull like this bowl I packed for you to smoke as I roll you like a joint and toke the fire I would never sell you until I stepped on it first lier those that don't know me call me phoney but that's great cause only the fake really hate us a bunch of clowns runnin around in makeup wanna act like they tough but really Lil bitches I'm teach you a fein I'm a mother fuckin hustler you can ask about me mother fuckers I'm a I moved bricks of raw when all you knew was Lego bricks I'm tall but don't tell tales to fall would be a far leap my bars keep close to heart each day art I speak part with rap how when it's been this long that I've rapped pal gotta pull the trigger and figure for the best when comes down to it here's the test survival of the fittest I guess when I spit it's the best so give it a rest or get hit in the chest quick in distress when I don't come through yes clearly I'm a crazy fuck and you never understood I'ma a hustler just ask about me homie mother fuckers just ask about me