Wow// I get aroused, when you talk so greasy E.Z// Ya talk is cheezy, walk is sleezy, and ya block believes me// B.I.G left us, so did, PAC and EAZY, quit it with rap, shit, maybe you can sing betta// strangle ya lifeline, till ya last breath stops completely//Might of a slight lion// You can get it cheap, if you arrive at the right time// But to spit wit me is pure nonsense// Like workin at the World Trade// knowin BUSH had secretly put the bombs in// Martyr of life, before fetus me and jesus were SPA MEN I'll sneak in ya apartment, greet ya squadron, in a session involvin thievery of your belongins// Even ya carpet's, amongst losses// Bosses, Kings, flossin rings'll have you yellin FOUR!!, like you were playin golf and swinged, and for givin the jakes tips, for a lawful sting...AYO!....