Here comes the rhyme writer The blazing igniter The champion prize fighter Watch out, he's a biter He might steal your lighter What follows is the product of an all-nighter Yo, what do you say My name is big J I didn't come to play I just want to say what's on my mind today but first I'm gonna Slit your throat you little bitch and watch you bleed out, toss your body in a ditch Pull nails from Fingers and toes Got blood on my clothes Now your momma knows Your life has come to a close I'm Spittint lyrics with wit I'm done with this s*** I've got true grit I wouldn't cross the street even to spit on your chick she best not test me i have immortality but i will make your death reality if your homies step to me it will be there fatally u don't want to see me in a dark alley way i will steal your soul take all your emotions away then u will feel like i do every day its hard when good shit never comes your way people awalys leading me a stray i don't roll that way people will talk shit thats ok it doesn't matter anyway why do i care what people say i am big scaring crackerjacks away causing to much heat every day i dont need the cops to take me away going to jail is not the way i play but what can i say it happens to people every day sometimes good people get put away speechless and dont know what to say life is just that way nothing ever goes my way i want to run away but what can i say My past was not child's play my life almost got taken away