http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gYxzf-NQtUk
******** with me, you steppin to the big league
benchwarmin, player hater; you not ******** with me1
Hate to break to you, needa fix ya flow son
mouth steady poppin off you like aint got no gun2
and by gun, im talkin lyrical punchlines
ill lines cuttin them cats like ghetto lunchlines3
and thats fine, if you be working that slow grind,
but speed it up hurry up son, dont waste no time4
I walk that paper trail; got money to chase
grabbin my life by the horns then my money to waste5
never ever did that work; never smokin the haze
nor ever held a gun, but I got niggas that blaze6
respect son, or you can just sit back and catch one
next one? boys be dumb we had to stretch one7
perplexed them flow insane, this shits complex son
vex em annoyingly good and we brought extras
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"Y'all ******** fake, I cant ******** wait to see you, confront you and punch you in your ******** face" -Cassidy