(Bugz)
f** That.... Who run sh** once these drums hit
You dove head first into some old dumb sh**
Catch me in a vast whip for you to come get
Your clique made the trip, I make dem hoes s** mitt
Ask your girl she know da scoop don't f** with Bugz, b**h
I'll chop off her tittie have you s**in' one tit
Dem pink belly n***az is who you run wit
Makin half a** songs CB snares and one kick
I hate yo damn sound, don't like it one bit
You can make a double album won't have one hit
Your entire outfit is on some bullsh**
And there's not a damn one that I can't out wit
I admit that my style is unfit for mommas baby boy because Im on some dumbsh**
Like I commit larsony get harmed quick
You pull alarm switch I stab you in you armpit
Now who da nitwit wanna come get wit
This egotistic hip hop fundamentalistic
Dont risk it you get you sh** split
I'd keep da distance and keep existence
I'm persistent when it come dipsh**s
Smoke a blunt wit my judge right before my sentence
Im relentless to deny your senseless
You b**h paid my bill dat when da hell you rent went...... fu*k THAT!!!
(Gunshot)