the king back and need i my crown, i leave motha fuckas body bagged or in the river, blades get dug into your liver, you was a tough cat now you shiver, i remember why i stay to my self, it finally struck me, bc half of yall wack ass hoes ugly, superior inferior superficial personalities all bubbly, i suck like dracula my bullets like fangs, leakin out yo blood all ova da window pane. and i swear im a lil insane, picked up the habits from tragic pain, try to keep a balance but i cannot seem to claim the shame, in why half these rappers got a name, im not even tryin jus yet, rookies hit the mic and step up to the vet, im like a boxer punches hit harder than the 12's in a box chevy, night mare in the worst way you can forget freddy, she on the gram no teddy, choppa extended clip, rip ya into shreds like spaghetti, girl face down ass up, pipe game she so ready, im the sharpest tool, mr machete, dull competition better get ready