she's gotta get heated cuz i walked in and stole the show
oh no.. i'm bringin' in the buckets and they ice cold
i'ma holla at you for a minute
then i'm gonna roll, rub you out with the heel of my sole
you tryin to catch bus on my block
right after you buying up ya supply of meth and crack rocks
smoking it up stupid like that bitch carrot top
ezzy ya flow has crapped a shit in the wrong spot
but i see you straining squat in the corner complaining
this is tight hot an i'ma spacing you out far
putting the clips on your nips and shocking your hips with volts of pure electricity
i got more talent over this piece poppin up with the dominate wordmastery
shut em down with my addias
moving em out of the suburbs into the city's meanest
you got a missed hit on the bullseye better go back to the range
i'm in the game on the streets i don't need the heat to make you feel tha pain
shuffle the cards throw the dice pull out the hearts it don't matter what you got
i'll still win
so i'm just wondering...
if you so hot then why to gotta break the ice to jump in?
*throws chunks of ice into the crowd*
i'm a lil crazed i know you afraid
i'ma tie you up naked and let the dogs eat you
cover you in glue and stick flies to you
drag race a grand prix with you tied behind it boo
stay simple
before you hurt yaself... put down that pencil