I'm actually offended that this n***a ain't come harder than this
I got an issue with this little b**h shih tzu
I'm a pitbull, throw lyrical missiles that won't miss you
Rip open your tissue make your task force miss you
It made no sense to diss you, so I dish you
Nothing but food you little b**h
I drop nines like cat fish sticks and shrimp like you and steak too
No b**h, ever gonna get pimp like you
Hit you with the cane 'til you sick in the brain
Ya think drilling your brain, you Pink Flame a** n***a
Lame a** n***a
Publicity stunts for the fame a** n***a
Bada$$ not lying but you gotta tame that n***a
Holla at, not replying, now you dying
Joey Bad blame that n***a, restrain that n***a
You Purple Rain a** n***a, how you trying to be Prince in a Queen B mix?
Little f*ggot pants dance you make no sense - don't quit your day job
Cause after this, your campaign wrecked, I could do this all day y'all
It ain't no sweat, ain't no threat
Is this little b**h sick? Cause there ain't no vets for the love
And ain't nothing less I come next, ain't a nun
I'm the one, I think I spit lozenge
The Bada$$ enforcing
This n***as off I put him in a [cough, cough] coffin
Make yourself a pitch and get tossed in
I could do this often on your porch in
Foreign, this a warrant, we warning, if you want we still be
Sparring with the martians with an army of spartans
Sparking up I f** yo b**h when I park your truck
Rockin' a 49ers' park - what?
Shout out to the OG Too Short
Shout out to the OG E-40
RIP Mac Dre
Bay area, cause ma** hysteria, kidnap and bury ya
Shout out to Del tha Funkee h*mosapien
Shout out Hieroglyphics
And most importantly shout out Lil B
f** yo' b**h, f** yo' b**h