[Intro]
Cut that shit off man!
What you about to see next is a n***a that represented me in 93
Give it up for my man
16 bars!

[Verse]
All you n***as better leave the fuckin' state, no need to masturbate
Fuckin' with Biggie, it's time to castrate
It's clobberin' time
When I rip rhymes I quench thirsts like very fine
And I'm still thirsty, n***as wanna hurt the-
Six pack maniac, coke, techs and macs black
Check the stacks, what the fuck? I throw uppercuts like Riddick Bowe
And I'm wicked with the slow flow, ya know?
I'm pressin' hard, I'm leavin' creases
Cuttin' up bodies and talkin' to the piеces
If its' beef, I'm (inaudible)
Touch the bonе, hit the dome, Al Capone
Get stoned off the blunt when it's filled with the skunk
Get drunk, and do a demolition to a punk
And all chumps that scream my shit don't thump
They takes lumps and bumps, I'll put a shake in your rump