im wreckin your shop and runnin up in your spot
you come at me wrong, get mugged with guns on your block
believe im comin for that number one spot
and when they come for me im pluggin one cop

fuck it, ill bust two or what i got to do until
i get out alive, it may end with a cop funeral
im not playin, i have a dislike for authority
fix my sick mind and get right with a forty
by the means of a rope tied your powerless like a blackout
your raps faded and dilipadated like a crackhouse
time to check it, do it like P said
hit it doggie till the knees red, demand when i need head
i get what i want cause i deserve to be served, 
get clipped in the lip if a bitch got the nerve
it wont be tolerated, im angry with the whole earth
i want my due, i want it now, i want it first
seems so long ago i thought i earned my stripes
casue while im quite nice you the worst on the mic
you only rap for money , props or tryin to get snatch
you coming up short on all three and need to get back
you just a weak hack, spittin the same recycled crud
your flow bogged down like a bike stuck in mud
your rhymes are fuckin junk, should've been left in the scrapyard
act hard and get bust up, fuck up, ill pull your wack card

im wreckin your shop and runnin up in your spot
you come at me wrong, get mugged with guns on your block
believe im comin for that number one spot
and when they come for me im pluggin one cop

or pluggin two or three, its just you and me
and litle stands between success and defeat
im resting my feet, i only run a mean game
its well reknowned, dont believe, just speak my name
thats all it could take to quick incite violence
incite a riot, shoot guns up and light the night up
i must once again focus in on your pipe dreams
you aint gettin shit done, i spend my time on rhyme schemes
if it aint complex , it belongs in the trash
you only concerend with sellin songs for cash
if its one syllable, it didnt come out my mouth
you got cum in your mouth faggot, and im runnin you out
the game, lames get left by the way side
you shoudlnt have rushed it, next try take your time
think before you speak, reconsider your rap flow
i X out wack hoes just like tic-tac-toe
im  goin for gold, you workin on silver or bronze
with a style 20 years old, illin like the fonz
cause its that number one spot, first place, blue ribbons
cans of pabst the only thing that you killin
