front line rida..die hard in da class of a all killa klan and unmasked the plan peal back da scab re used the same scam fanesses at its best when i came u ment death in da flesh....beat drop i sent ultimic bomb why shell i chase da cat fuck ultimic dog...lone range lone wolf left souja stuck trenches made it my home and started networking with da local village...way of a convict mind of a business man..two pistal like yo semidy sam.... government drove me mad feeling like da son of sam dessert storm i amurge from the sand like a sand trap....just when u thought it was ta rap im back well of a rida soul previder soul serviver go get yes nigga itchie palms itchie trigga finger....