[Verse 1]
I don't want to dougie
I just want money

Studied under the understudy the one-twenty
Young dummies, can't spar
No life; my flow tight, like your pants are

You don't got a chance, pa
Answar community
Malachi York fricasse, yo, $#&@ a eulogy

$#&@ jewelry; what jewelry?
I took this from another rapper
Slapped him with the toolie, G

Cornball rappers, I see you on BET
Relieved of their jewelry, interview Beef DVD
P TNT, the flow dynamite

^!$$%s so-so, bozos ain't rhyming right
I hit a line of white, I smoke a dub of green
^!$$%s call it purple -- what the $#&@ you mean?

$#&@ a fistfight, I'm gunning you rappers
I don't give a $#&@ about none of y'all rappers
Fifth spray %#@!, the piff stay lit

My (*##$ stay dipped with the Richard Bey tits
^!$$%s say %#@!, they say it ain't %#@!
Shut the $#&@ up ^!$$%, I'm nothing to play with

P, I bust heaters at your whole damn clique -- blow!
Sean Price, the leader of Boot Camp Clik now
Admire the admirable animal rap

Smack the %#@! out of a ^!$$% and hand him his hat
Banging on wax, ^!$$%s don't bang in the street
Banging online, ^!$$%s don't bang in the street

Playing for keeps, keep playing
I slam your $$# on your face til your $#&@ing teeth breaking
P -- the jerk that retired; I'm nice so I'm back, ^!$$%s

Smack earth, wind, fire, and ice out that ^!$$%
Rap ^!$$%s, I doubt if there's
^!$$% doing it like me, $#&@ outta here

P!