[Verse: Lay Low aka $ir Jeremias]
$ir Jeremias, that's my name b**h
I'm with your Main b**h, That's my main dish
3 years, I've been out the land b**h
That is why I am so OUTLANDISH
OH NO! Jeremia$ is back!
Bout to snap on these rap cats, with snap backs
The best back as a matter of fact I've been back
Just made a pit stop to f** your b**h in the a** crack
In the back of the lack, and my n***as is like
“YO PASS THE J AND THE b*tch”
I eventually pa**ed that
Rap Game, trap game, swag game
k** everything that moves game
n***a, I eventually pa**ed that
(Fake motherf**er where the f** is your mask at?)
“Jeremias was here, he was having a slap fest
You should have seen dude, man that n***a on crack man
Came in the scene, he slapped me he slapped them
All the n***as you know ran scared, they ran fast
n***as was screaming, crying, sh**ting their pants
Them Thug n***as was leaving their mans
Jeremia$ Put their heads in their a**”
Ha, I told you n***as I don't play
Jeremias, I crack you like corn flakes
Step on n***as, squeeze you like roaches, Hocus Pocus
All the fake n***as is over
Don't provoke us I'll toast you, Roast you, Eat you up
Pause, hm, spit you out
Feed you to the dogs, they gon sh** you out, and
Then, my maid gon sweep you out
YOU DON'T WANNA GET IN THE RING WITH THIS ni**a
I f** you up with the pinky ring on my pinky finger
YOU DON'T WANNA GET IN THE RING WITH THIS ni**a
The boss man, Bossman, the ring leader
I DON'T WANNA GET IN THE RING WITH THIS ni**a
Man he from rap city like big Tiggah
I DON'T WANNA GET IN THE RING WITH THIS ni**a
As a matter of fact I don't wanna rap No more
sh**, I came to fight, wearing a Wife Beater
You a b**h so I beat you like a f**ing Wife beater
Than I take your b**h take her to the crib
You already know, how that story go, c'est fini
So i pa** that j, then i pa** that b**h
Went to my graduation with my pants sagging on my masters sh**
n***a I was ditty bopping to the Podium
b**hes titties flopping for the only one
You should take a pic, hhis is history
n***a Take that sh** to Smithsonian
I might be the only n***a who don't give 2 sh**s about a Rollie son
I take that back, because I roll on son
I'm the hottest n***a, when I roll through the city is Like a Rolling Sun
Jerry
Outro (Mr. Record Label)
Ahhh sh**, what's that sh**
That Fat Kid Terio sh**?
UUUHH KILL 'EM
UUUHH KILL 'EM
UUUUH KILL 'EM
Aaaaah sh**