Lyrics
okay..ayo'come at me
This aint no fantasy,its the truth 'reality'
understand this, when i'm on the mic shut up
fall back sitback have a cup of tea
while i express the way life goes with the mic flo
Think about it son
that flag dont make you thoro, Watch it homo
before you get shot up in the dome
you think you the shit, till the glock call you're name out
I hated when you think you FLY
The only thing fly is that shorty next to you
Done even bother comin at me with them dirty hands
I come at you with my pen, leave your nose where my foots at
Shank you HOw me and my boys do in cs'ta
...to be continue