Yo, yo

Your style is generic,

mines authentic made,

I roll like a renegade,

you need clinic aid,

My techniques bizarre and ill,

I scar and kill,

You were a star until I served you like a bar and grill,

And I proceed to cook and grill ya,

Thats all it took to kill ya,

You betta recognize me like I look familiar,

You wanna battle?

You beat around the bush,

Like youre scared to lick pussy so you eat around the tush,

I need a clown to push,

someone that I can bully,

Wait a minute,

I dont think you understand fully,

See me without a style like mustard without the Heinz,

I lead the new school,

you' re a 'busta without the 'rhymes',

I'll crush the shit out ya lines,



Oh that shik sheiky

smokin dat leak leaky

ten freaky girsl

inside the Chin Tiki

girl when u see me u betta believe me

this aint a game n

pimpin aint easy

anything goes when it comes to hoes

im the kingpin when it comes to flows

u betta ask someone if u dont know

when u see a girl say, "What up doe?"