verses 1,2,3,4

Verses 1,2,3,4 whats on my mind today folks turn a new page and its over som dovermemet pincher biting my style in still the coldest one, only one, dobpverment pincher and i kill u with the golden gun. the wickestet and the chosen son. only run from the golden gun and then you duck and hide. put you in rhe oven and cook mcs up, Duncan Hines, duck and hide. from my guys. on my life. pay the price, theres a price to pay, and the gs taught me growing up never jeapardize ya life. might be a sunny day but sunny days turn grey, navy blue and nd was a gangster back in the days slapping the fame, sticking you up. gimme ya bucks, ya life sucks i had enough, you think you tough but that aint enough when i just about had enough of that wack ass stuff, holding it down, crackalacking the beats what up! them gs calling ya bluff. and dranking liquor just for fun i hope you got the guts. kill you with the golden gun. 007 style second to none, my special weapon. is the spoken word, spoken tongue. broken lungs open up then im breathimg out smoke and im done.start running lethal games i aint wit peep tho, i keep a tight flow on my radar, im alarmed ay those that oppose, and those that chose to step on toes, have a little respect for me firgive the folks, for what they do, damn baby excyse me but im digging you tight in that dress, forget the jokes.