[brokenhal0]

Ill walk up on you with a lit stick of dynamite,throw it at you and wifey
its gonna be a fire night,body parts,ya might be smart,but these times is mighty dark
watch me cast this clay,like a mighty god,hard to find,and you might be lost
yell at your kids until they tear,then hit em with a righteous cross
mohammad couldn't even rope this dope,ali how i float and smoke,
cash is now coma-tosed,he's looking like oprah bro,a tranny with bars,
east village,hopeless joke,roseanne,how i write em off his only show,
he's hype of course,cash is cash money,pull the plug, life support,
if lil wayne and eminem mighty morphed and became wayhiminem,
you got cashius..bro,i feel bad for your kids,they look like addicts tho
little monsters,fred savage joke,savage how i smack ya folks
cash is mad..why?..i was drunk, and still wouldn't fuck his damn girl,
she look like ron perlman,if he was a cam girl ,miss piggy with a man bun
damn son,if i had to fuck that,id shoot myself with a handgun
your girls like a pizzeria..how?..cause she slice like a cutter do
toss her in the oven,all it took was 10 minutes,to cook away her love for you
he wears the belt alright,it hold's up his panty shears,he calls his van the candy lair
heard you coach youth badminton cashious..parents..you should be really scared.