[Juelz Santana:]
Okay
Chyea

I am back
Like cooked crack mutha$#&@a
I told you ^!$$%s

Killa, jim, I'm gonna be real $#&@in rude this time around too man
I'm poppin a whole lot of %#@!, it's on. I swear to god.
You know me real well too, juelz santana, dipset, !#$*

Yep, okay

[Juelz Santana:]

Face it, you are just a lame
Me I'm just the man when I spit this thang
You know a ^!$$% better than me? you just insane

You either sniff cocaine or got %#@! for brains
You ^!$$%s stupid and straight wack
Gettin money from the labels thinkin that ain't got to be paid back

And I'm supposed to believe you? ha
Everything you got was for an even swap, so chump...
I'm the VP of the meanest plot, ever put together by the meanest boss (KILLA!)

We still coppin them birds, boy yes sir
Still flock with them birds and poinit our teks up
You watchin your words, you rock with them herds

You still watchin them nerds, poindexter
I lean and hit you with the meanest pistol
Doctors can't seem to stitch you, uh oh!

They say cam had a .22, and that was rude
Stupid, that's what $$#assins use
But ^!$$% we like that, so get it- we right back

We gorillas you can't fight that, with a mice trap
And chump, you can't bite back with a light snap
This is war, this ain't an icepack for a light scratch

But when the mac tackle your block
All your hear is snap crackle and pop
Your back axle and drop

Your car is thick steel your heart is thick steel
No retaliation cause your partners ain't real
So just leave me alone, I'm in my sweet little zone

70 songs done, I'm bout to leave for the throne
I'm bout to overtake it, from all you dudes that's overrated and overmade it