[Chyeahhh!!!]

and it's off to the races, in ya pic, this prick's wack and cocky
no matter how you spin it, you gay in the disc, and dress like a faggot jockey
you got lopsided nostrils, you know it's over for yah brotha
looks like you snort coke with one, and the soda in the other
stop frontin, a social life is suttin you never able to do
I checked your background, you'll ask for a table for two but it'll end up a table for U
gamble with your life, I come hunt you till you die
get shells in yah shirt, you won't be alive to celebrate another 3 hunned and sixty five