slap boxing

my son got a gun

i say shoot

that's where the gat'll spray

make these faggot niggas go that a way

run

your fab five is jumping

big knives

guns

bats and sticks

fuck all that rapping shit

give a fuck about your bar with the verse

put pa in a hearse

best bet is throw your car in reverse

you can act up if you want

clapped up in ya front

pull ya chest and ya back

skit left hooded laugh

y'all niggas do the row when i rhyme

matter fact use a gun when i rhyme

yo

i throw shots from the back of the rover

chickenwing bob backlund

that tag on your sofa

niggas actin' like they don't know sean

til i

run up on 'em

smack 'em up with the fo'fo nam

focus the fire

throw shots

hopin' you die smokin'

alot after the toast is retired

motherfucker

yo

fucking with juxx

you already know what crime it is

hard body beat breaking

that's what kinda rhyme it is

kingston ave. you already know who grind it is

black beretta

special opt

that's what kinda nine it is

body the wax

first i grab 'em by the neck

then i throw the sawed shotty to back

cold blooded

black hearted

swing the mac retarded

my weed clientele

excel my crack market

shawshank swangeler

monster track mangler

wild cowboy

two hosters on my wrangler's

barbarian

i'm a savage

street viking

bullet street striking

faster than grease lightning

spit volcano

rain

hail

fire

cause misery sell millions

and pain sell higher

fiend for the foam

my throne is indestructable

niggas like 'word

son

them niggas can't fuck with

you'

aiyo

i shake the ground when i walk

i mean i shake the town when i walk

flip pound and lay you down for your thoughts

lay you on the ground with your thoughts

have your thoughts all over the ground in the park

make a sound when i talk

shhhh

it is the greatest

underrated mc

niggas hate but don't say it to me

they get chased in a tree

the moves you make in the piece

ready to get jason to be like - damn

keep these niggas away from the grease

please

bad news

gun click; you die

yo

you want good news

switch to geico

a nigga fight me gettin his eye closed

and his shine stole

not you pa

your shit rhinestones

think i don't know huh? your jewelry corny

it's cornier than cream corn and your team corny

ya whole fleet boring

born with a heat seaking pistol

locked on nigga jaw piece

for talking that 'i can give and talk and see'

boy something like a phenomenon

that's why

some shit's like a feel arm my strong

it's like the lifestyles of the rich and famous"