ima keep dis shit short n sweet u talk shit , we gonna meet n greet see if you can back up yo words if not yo teeth bout 2 mack a curb same goes for yo whole fuckin crew them chicken shits been clucking too I'm not confused,dats wat bitches do run they Mouths, b4 they have a clue yall be chomping concrete humble pies ya think life's a game, well here's yo prize b lookin like pac man when he aa dies yalls Jaws gonna b da same size everybody's tough, till its time to throw everyone down to ride, till its time to go Actin hard, thinking Dat they slick fake bitches, here's a treat u fuckin trick call me Cupid, cuz im huntin heart you a bullseye and I'm throwin darts bout 2 , be atop of the motha fuckin charts yo ceiling ends, where my floor starts drop mics like I make Jaws drop my roof higher than A mountain top so high i'm have to go astronaut yall walkin, I got a much faster trot pretty fly for a white guy, so best watch yo chick or she'll catch feelers lickety quick wanting to be wired, by a tugged out hick Now back To the shit that you was saying And the tough Guy you been portrayed. Stop the tap and you know you playing Ben. Drop your Addy. So I know what you was stay in. By yourself a Bible, you need to start crying. You the first in line when I start slaying. Time to end yet you need to start paying.