Im like the loch ness monster in dis game
in the hood u don't see me,
but u hear story about me.
This is a lyrical contest
U know who da best
tell ur fat ass bitch sit done an take a rest.
I told u already,
That im da best
I anin't no bitch like 50 cent
so I don't need a bullet proof vest!!
So I hence what i'm saying
Always hear u complaning
Da words dat i'm Spiting is like a damn blizzard
I can catch a cold in da dezert
Eat ur girl out like fresh dezzert
In ur hood Iím camouflaged like a damn lizard
I know what cha thinking
This shit is wack
It might be the worst rhyme that I spit
but still at the end of the night
who still fucking ur bitch!!!!!!
While ur home all alone giving dome to da pope
U never knew that your bitch hooker name was "Hope"
Blessing the whole squad for just a dollar.
Sent her on my way, But I told her to stop and gave my boyz a hollar
At the end of the night,
she made a pretty dollar.
Three weeks from now
don't come to me and saying dat im the father
there is 40 some posibility 'n not including da inner city