Look at your mom, shes on the floor, askin for more, like a whore, but i aint gunna give her no more, cause shes a fuckin whore. Slap her in the mud, like elmer fudd, im spitting this game like its my name, put you to shame, with this flame, im in this train not a plane. Ima shoot you, mute you with my 9 glock, look at the clock, yo times up, get the fuck up with my niggas in the hood, we fuck you up good, bash your face in, pacin,back in forth in the morgue. Man i dont know what to do, i got the flu, cause of you. i fucking hate you, ima rape you,naw, im not liek you, i like to fight thru, this shit that smites you, frights you. It doesnt go bright, when theres light but i might wanna fight you cause i remeber the kite i flew before we fought you nigga the time is thru.