a little somethin off the dome
2 years in the game yup poundz really that sick
2005 man im workin on this hat trick
shes a smooth criminal so so subliminal
do not talk cake if yo doe is minimal
take every rappa in the ROC talkin
that shit break em up blow em down
into a chocolate splif
i really speak fire son watch for that backdraft
Miss. 300 plus aka amtrac
actin like i aint the next big thing bitch
you got some 8 game well i suggest you bring it
truthfully non of yall tuchin veretas
and i dont even like rappin i do it to ruffle yo fethas
yall cock suckas betta tuffin up
cuz your mouths oversized like the cuffs on yo button up
i could show you how to do this son
rule the dumb respect poundz or lose yo lungs
crazy ass white girl you just mad she liver
two rachets and a mowhawk like taxi driver
i only spit bullshit on instrumentals
cuz poundz get bit more than the hand on a pencil
name tag clipped to the shirt the way i serve you
todays special merc you
got room for desert too?
tell me im not hot im like ok thanks
i cant even open my mouth round propane tanks
POUNDZ
