[Lyrics from snippet]


I was in the situation, baby, not too long ago
Beat my charge, got back on hard to cripple pussy funk ass hoes
Rapping is so hard to stop, now I'm off my stumbling block
Bustas hate I'm back on top, I robbed the pope and shot the cop
Boy, you gon' be facing death, victim of this pistol whip
When I blast, you better step, I leave more shells than Taco Bell
Yeah, you gon' die, hoe, from fucking with this Devil Shyt
I'm hangin' out the motherfucking window 'bout to shoot this bitch
Murder, murder, it's a game, I'm a martyr - bring the pain
Flaugin' rappers throw up mane when they see them blood stains