Intro:
$ir Jeremias, that’s my name bitch
I’m with your Main Bitch, That’s my main dish
3 years, I’ve been out the land bitch
That is why I am so OUTLANDISH

Verse 1 ($ir Jeremias)
OH NO! Jeremia$ is back!
Bout to snap on these rap cats, with snap backs
The best back as a matter of fact I’ve been back
Just made a pit stop to fuck your bitch in the ass crack
In the back of the lack, and my n***as is like
“YO PASS THE J AND THE BITCH”
I eventually passed that
Rap Game, trap game, swag game
Kill everything that moves game
N***a, I eventually passed that
(Fake motherfucker where the fuck is your mask at?)
“Jeremias was here, he was having a slap fest
You should have seen dude, man that n***a on crack man
Came in the scene, he slapped me he slapped them
All the n***as you know ran scared, they ran fast
N***as was screaming, crying, shitting their pants
Them Thug n***as was leaving their mans
Jeremia$ Put their heads in their ass”
Ha, I told you n***as I don’t play
Jeremias, I crack you like corn flakes
Step on n***as, squeeze you like roaches, Hocus Pocus
All the fake n***as is over
Don’t provoke us I’ll toast you, Roast you, Eat you up
Pause, hm, spit you out
Feed you to the dogs, they gon shit you out, and
Then, my maid gon sweep you out
YOU DON’T WANNA GET IN THE RING WITH THIS N***A
I fuck you up with the pinky ring on my pinky finger
YOU DON’T WANNA GET IN THE RING WITH THIS N***A
The boss man, Bossman, the ring leader
I DON’T WANNA GET IN THE RING WITH THIS N***A
Man he from rap city like big Tiggah
I DON’T WANNA GET IN THE RING WITH THIS N***A
As a matter of fact I don’t wanna rap No more
Shit, I came to fight, wearing a Wife Beater
You a bitch so I beat you like a fucking Wife beater
Than I take your bitch take her to the crib
You already know, how that story go, c'est fini
So i pass that j, then i pass that bitch
Went to my graduation with my pants sagging on my masters shit
N***a I was ditty bopping to the Podium
Bitches titties flopping for the only one
You should take a pic, this is history
N***a Take that shit to Smithsonian
I might be the only n***a who don’t give 2 shits about a Rollie son
I take that back, because I roll on son
I’m the hottest n***a, when I roll through the city is Like a Rolling Sun
Jerry

Outro (Mr. Record Label)

Ahhh shit, what’s that shit
That Fat Kid Terio $hit?
UUUHH KILL 'EM
UUUHH KILL 'EM
UUUUH KILL 'EM
Aaaaah shit