yeah right, laugh now, cry later
sorry to say, ya flow ain't greater
baby ya plane needs an aviator (ha-ha..)
ya talk about peter gunz, I don't think so son
my ex lax spit will give u the runz, hon . .
and make u do laundry strictly for fun
ya rhyme resume needs a cover letter
then maybe you'll hover around better
cuz yo hip hop ain't hiring, only firing . .
wack emcees, even femcees, & nicki wannabes
postin' but never hostin', only boastin'
ha-ha,,relax why I start coastin' . .
all ova ya grill, ya nigga ain't ill
gimme the dope if u need a thrill
oh, forgot u on the pill (ha-ha . .)
ya need to get outta that reality tv
and get honest B, I'll show u how to make a G
or two, or even three, then you'll be thankin me
told u to laugh now, cry later, so don't get caught
in the downtown loft, gettin niggaz off
gotta tell u ya rhymes are soft ..
softer, than bread, my metaphors got'cha coughin' up lead
rainin' bullets all ova ya head, ya heard what I said . .
baby u need to take a break or do the harlem shake
damn, wait . . I forgot u fulla hate laced like date rape
now u owe me, it's only probate, not a pro rate
ha-ha,, here I grow again committin' that deadly sin
c'mon get'cha azz in, it's 7-to-zip, I win . .
ha-ha!!!

lifE imitates art
-xxx