They saw the shine on the wrist right, my shit bright
Ladies all on the kid pipe, my shit tight
I wrote this rhyme baby, with a gun in my lap
Only real hard bars, sit under my cap
So if I snap back, niggers better pray my hat back
Cause if not I'm fucking niggers over and that's that
I'm from the slums of the shiesty, ain't no nuns or wifey
Just smuts through the zodiac from Capricorns to Pisces
Y'all could judge a nigger, but you'll never budge a nigger
Say what the fuck I want so what my budget bigger
The arm on y'all chest, like nigger who wan test
Guarantee to make you niggers Ron (run) like artest
This is project progress, ain't a ghetto congress
Cause every nigger breathing out here on a conquest…
Alexander the great, the gun handling fate
Spray your chest up damage ya plate
Run your spirit out your body nigger famish your faith
The fear is real player I'll even haunt your wraith
38's or K's you fade and I don't phase
Mame your face, putting blades through your braids
You should see the type of knives that I'm working with pimping
I skin the whole top off like over circumcision
I could peel slow like a retarded monkey
Or let you die fast, by the passenger front seat
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