oh yeah i got that fire son burn yo asses up like the sun have yo ass meltin like yo bitch pull the crome i never run runin up the money like a marathon rappers wanna battle go head i dare ya dog respectin all but faerin none daycare ta the rap game cus i cradle all of yall put yo ass ta sleep jay holiday is how i leave yo hoe off in the sheets westside born n raised aint no gettin rid of me vanish everyone on a track makin djs run from me my gang to strong in the streets holdin down the blocks like you layin in the streets life a struggle hope somebody pray for me as i stand alone solo spittin flows gotta get my label on its feet to real for it records we taken over an thats on g