[Verse 1] Tree hugging the wall Last b**hes f** with a baller Hard as a wrecking ball Crush your walls and f** up your karma Honor roll on your daughter Leave a puddle of water That's hot as your son's man Tell him not to step on the daughter's Melodica minus the mellows Dick with a A s** it No K but this sh**'s busting No spray on a b**h cousin Don't play when an itch coming Just pray for the kiss of cunnilingus And the gun barrel he ain't gonna be missed there Just tell him to [Hook] f** sh** up b**h break your Face (dick in your) x4 f** sh** up b**h break your Face (clit in your) x4 f** sh** up b**h break your Face (gun in your) x4 You remember that sh**? Aye, aye Is he paying attention? [Verse 2] In a minute the walls will be bleeding, no trigger The wash of the rest of the semen They missed But step off before you get red on your dress Kept from the best Let it digress Degrade, debase, the shade, the race The ride, the crime that's paid for face And time is funny, ain't hit with a gun Compended the color, but reverends have run This town, this f**ing club Foot on the neckbone, in the gut Tired of the throne, the heme, the belly, the lean The Louie, the crown, the sound the scene The cut, trying to cut [?] like cut, welcome the cut Look at me they cut from the neck and exposing the guts So get in there sh**, let them b**h if you ready to [Hook] I don't know what the f** he's talking about... Hey... hey you see that sh** what he did there? [Verse 3] Fire all over the ceiling, in the f**ing building The plaster is peeling They willing to let a give, live a sh** Feelings get outta my way, get out Break sh** k**ers they living off burning They burn for the burners to have a reason To come out to the corner They find that there's something to learn About finger three hundred and twenty one son of a gun [And I wonder about?] Uzi's weighing a tonne A [photographer?] too or a lunatic Moving these units like glue, how they do it And sticking that, clicking that Quick and they crack Cos that's down in the back of the truck full of hooligans Into the back of the Acura, Acura Adequate at it again they'll go back to the sweating They left you uncertain, you ready to... [Hook]