[Verse One: G-TEE]
This is it I'm ready to spit
Ayyo its G-TEE and Lemon Lime flowin' and sh**
We gettin' in this wit sick raps don't you forget that
You spit crap so just sit back
Why don't you try to learn somethin' you can't earn frontin'
Re-locate or get burned stuntin'
You don't know half of this hustlin' sh**
So chill before you f** up and get hit
And you know my rhymes are fine lines
The words I say are smarter then Einsteins
As soon as that mic gets pa**ed around
You know I start kickin' that master sound
My rhymes are like nuns they're never bad
And I'm spittin' better sh** then you ever have
Theres no one iller then this or k**er then this I'm a winner at this
Get hit wit a fist I f**ed ya b**h and guess what I spit on her tits
[Hook]
[Verse Two: Lemon Lime]
Ayyo its Lemon Lime and I'm back for more
Here with G-TEE yea we f**ed that who*e
This sh** gets f**ed up and I don't care
Come and get me, but bring one to spare
So stand up or sit the f** down
I don't have time to f** with some dumba** clown
Me and G-TEE, yea we bring the thunder
If you f** with us, we'll put your dumba** six feet under
So take a look at the time I master sadistic rhymes
When i get to spittin' you best be next in line
Or I'll take you down, by rippin' out your spine
You think its funny clown? You only good at dyin'
I'm from the East Coast you know the Beast Coast
Don't come through these streets or even be seen close
If you don't comply I'll jam a fork in ya eye
Pull it out, and use to eat my apple pie
[Hook]
(f** me? - Nooo, fu*k YOU