[Mr. Lil One] Well it's the baddest mothaf**a in the clok it's the mad men f** what you claim and bicth you know my name Mr. Lil One the little one the baddest of them all The cleaver mothaf**a with the shank and the pod score And you better belive that I'm packin a gat And I'm ready to cap any hood any home any dome Mothf**a now it's on and he want to battle and put an end to my life But get with my bullet and drop any thoughts of a man tryin to get wise Livin up in disguise, you stupid mothaf**a you're wanted by my eyes See you're shot and been murder and layin next to a curb For trying to be brave ridin him off in a hearse Hit em where it hurts and fatal turn for the worst You're fightin em off in the battle And you didn't want to meet any part of a devil But you lost and you failed and I'm stomping on your last nail I told you, I warned you, your family will morn your So you hading comin with the mouth you were runnin You knew d**h would call you the day the devil saw you