YOU WANTED IT,
swore I wasn’t neva cummin’ out
you caused it,
hore I don’t remember dumbin’ out

Sorry,
if ya fake thug pops tried to rob me,
I’m laughin’
just thinking bout taken his leather jackets!

shit i'll clean my cock/
wit his fucked up dred locks/
then i look at the blood on the floor/
and use his head like a mop/
Jah!/

you think you nice/
cuz you can dribble a fuckin ball/
shit i'll kill ya little ass/
now whos move made who fall?/

you wanted me to spit so bad/
now you glad?/
i'll rip you up/
like cannibus gon' do wyclef's rastah ass/
YOU RASTAH ASS!/

you think you da bomb shit?/
cuz you got head from unique?/
think about it?/
Akido got it/
nigga ya game iz weak!/
 
i'll pull every strand out of ya head
and choke you by ya dreds/
till ya heads bloods cakein’ the room/
you ache-in’ from wounds/
bitch nigga , stick figga!