hot breath

heir to the throne shit

spur of the moment

squab with the god

best prepare for atonement

p popular but not that popular pa

i pop at ya

rock 'em sock 'em robot

the knots on top of ya

slap niggas with the eagle

evil

that nigga black jack tripper at the regal beagle

bet i beast harder on a beat street father

keep heat

p slaughter peeps to keep his feet

refuse to play phony

bruise on my back

i refuse to say toby

disrespectful to me and my son juxx

cry freedom like kunta kinte with one foot

type far when i write

sean crazy

never catch my daughter with a white doll baby

black and i'm proud

mix tobacco and loud

so i roll my own spliff when i travel around

fire the rap

i strike when i'm hungered

lion on my back like the king of zamunda

live and direct

the nine to your neck

express way to death from imperius rex

p!