[Intro:]
Put your fist up, swing around left-to-right
I ain't talkin bout a show, this a motha$#&@in' fight

$#&@ yo kicks up, put ya shoe through his eye
If the ^!$$% gets up, then you ain't do it right


[Verse:]
I rap like a ^!$$%, you rhyme like a (*##$
Son's actin up, go find me a switch

Got my mind in a ditch, keep ya eye on the kid
Five nine, buck fo' five, grimy as %#@!
I'm what's really hood in Brooklyn, and hella poppin out in Compton

Call me FMak, a.k.a. Somebody Stop Him
Got security stompin at every show I'm rockin
Crowd response is "son, he kilt it" like a Scottsman

A force to be beat, can't be done, knock you off ya feet
King of the Hill, you live across the street from Dawson's Creek
So make ya'self at home, Why?, cause you finna drop

In a coffin with locks filled with four cinder blocks
When my crew's in the house, we abusin' ya spouse
She thought I was Paul Wall, I put my jewels in her mouth

Move-em-in, Move-em-out, raw hide motha$#&@a
Quick to the draw, if you ain't raw, Hide Motha$#&@aaaa!!


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