I been quiet for too f**ing long so now its time to break the silence
I start with the k**ing so f** stopping the violence
I got something for your monkey a**. So peep
Better yet like a stray dog I put your a** to sleep
No more faking and taking my snaps
Sorry fool, Eiht goin' step 'n get the straps
Geah, I puts my work in and f** up your sh**
Now you gotta bow down and s** a fat dick
Mmm. I guess thats what you get when you try to play
Try to come up with that mutherf**ing he say
Or she say, or what the f** did that fool say?
Punk b**h, I'll mop that a** up anyway
Dont misbehave, cause you'll be a slave
Another fronting mutherf**er in a early grave
Geah, you got over fool because your a** was sly
But a dead n***a tell no lies
[k**ed off the s**er right there he didn't stop... X2]
Another fool on my sh** list
And now the punk b**h wanna play games
No competition so I'll mention no f**ing names
Just like a rat, she likes to squeel
But you squeeled on the E, so whats the deal?
Geah, you spread rumours for humour G
But the sh** ain't funny, so humour me
And um, ain't no more of your bullsh** I'm having
Geah, Tired of the f**ing back stabbing
Soul in the bozac, as I stack
To your jaw I start to mack. Like a fool don't clap
And um, it ain't over till the fat b**h spit
Well the fat b**h is about to spit sh**
To save your sorry a** from the mash
So who really gives a f** if I tap that but
So um, when your a** is gone, they'll wonder why
But a dead n***a tell no lies
[k**ed off the s**er right there he didn't stop... X4]
[Ran through the rooms and went pop, pop, pop.]
Get ready for the last mutherf**ing trip
As I pop in another mutherf**ing clip
Geah, one more busta, another mark
Fool your kinda fake, talking about you f**ed the Eiht
Damn, another sorry b**h with some street slang
Peel his cap cause we ain't from the same gang
Talking about you'll shoot the Eiht from the top of the tree
n***a please, I might drop you to your f**ing knees
Try to lay low, but you know you can't escape
Why'd you have to diss me on your underground tape
Now you hang your sh** up on a shelf
Didn't you know, you'd be f**ing your own self
Quick draw McGraw, on the f**ing draw
As you scheme on my team I take 2 to your jaw
Geah, you got over fool, but you know why
Cause a dead n***a tell no lies
[k**ed off the s**er right there he didn't stop... X2]
[Ran through the rooms and went pop, pop, pop.]
Geah, Eihthype in a mutherf**ing effect
For the nine deuce to get loose
My n***a Mike T is in the house. Dj Slips in the mutherf**ing house
My n***a 'Times in the house, Rick's in the house
My n***a Chill's in the house, Boom Bams in the house
And we outta here....