[Intro]
Ain't that the word on the street?
FLYGOD has the best shit

[Verse: Keisha Plum]
The grimiest of all time
He said my poetry is agin' like fine wine
He shot the n***a in the chest seven times
Did him filthy, but that n***a was trippin'
Pray for rainy nights so we can catch the n***a slippin'
Plum poison he'll be sippin'
Destroy his life, complete the mission
Can only fuck him if he's a killer
Or the name of his favorite tape start with Hitler