ya sick of passive
then i'll give some aggression
u fuck with me and i'ma teach ya a lesson
u might call me a fake ass rapa
but u talk bout sprayin stuff
when ya block just sayin stuff
then my niggaz we call da bluff
yall just huff and buff
like piggie u gonna blow my house down
not even ben laden could take my shit down
stop the ryming, get u with mixed shit
cause i'm versitil man, not a one line nigga
and if i wanna kill u i will, dont need a little format
dont need to leave a few months, come back then clap back
because i dont run from my problems, i run at dem head on
and thats why ya bitch agree's i'm head strong
aww damn i did it again, rymin my old way, atleast i kilt u again
but i'm not gonna put myself down,
but i'm not gonna leave till on ya face theres a frown
and i explose u as a blown up clown
unlike da man jay, who’s world rinaond
bitch, snitch in ya own respect
paid by da DEA this man suspects
yea under cover cops dat man protects
deep dark feelings I reserect
like the gun in my hand or the one on da hip
after i invade ya shit ya blood gonn drip
flipit because i'm doin that shit again
ryming in one way and not changing that trend
all fuck it nigga, i'll just do me
sayin rigorous shit, that have u, leaving me be