bettcha ya now na better, ima real go getta, i dont boost no bullshit, i dont come with no litta, i speak direct, ima heavy wieght hitta, go hard in the paint, and in the eyes of the people ima shine like glitter. keep it on glee were them haters gonna be waiting bitter, fuck off all these salty as niggas, bounce off lika tiga, or its pop the hammer then pull the trigga, and let the fillers be inserted into the host that it hit up just unload a bitch, drop a clip, lika blip blip blip. i pull the slanger back into its slip, then its walk out the door and get to the whip, punch the gas and just dip lika dipping dot dip and like it never happened just get back, grab a big mac, and get back to my hood shit, (deep voice) hood shit hood shit, i just need to proceed back to my hood shit,) hood shit. cuz im the betta mane, ima keep around a boy, and a girll cool as wyntur, make my, make make make make my mabe i maka maka maka run all the way, break out incinct with my spraya johhny d.k. dillinger in the embrace. and thats tick tick tick tick,tingg shot by Gods hitman full of his grace, and you fell to the stabbing of the neck as well as the face, a pitiful pedophile and a dead miserable disgrace, now laying there isa half of the man he used to be, missing person is what he became in the way of his evil deeds, im Gods hitman, ima ima just doing my job, so i took out the leader of the taliban, boom boom bang bang a pop top tod, spreaded into the air six feet in the center of the streets and shrapnel blew everywhere knocking men down with the frags, and go go go, never forget mr jay hokatan run the show, m-dubb texas on his own,and a couple of ex g.i.joes of George, us is the best. get off my shores.. saith the lord. this is the boss of bosses war, the 76God Father Red Lotus entertainment, Gods marter, dont believe me, just ask martha, the rest is washed under the bridge cold water. johhny bravo, here today gone tomorrow... woah woah woaoh oh oh oh