Man my rhymes are crazy
Real shit can be hazy
When I throw down
You only frown around
Like a bitch you are
I represent the town
You stand around
When I run-down the rap
so hard to strap
onto everything i know
bitch i got blown
you got what?
girls all over me
******s all over you
you ain't got no clue
your view is wrong
you got nothing -- gone
stop your plee
now come over here and SMD
I wrote this a long long time ago I guess I could use it now /