Just a draft.
[Verse One]
· Guess who's back it's that Notorious flack/
· Turning criticism into a wonderful act/
· Backed by a couple of gangstas who aint scared to shank ya/
· We'll tear you up, put some holes in your body/
· They call me the silent guy, I don't speak many words/
· But watch my moves, don't they flock like birds/
· We move through the states in herds, putting down our words, turning pimps out of nerds/
· And who you messing with [What!]
· And who screwing with [What!]
· And whom you think you freakin punkin kid [What, What!]
· And who you messing with [What!]
· And who screwing with [What!]
· And whom you think you freakin punkin kid [What, What!]