[Verse]
It all started with a beer, now I'm switching to pills
Losing the plot and itching to k**
Broke into a shop aimed at the b**h on the till
Saw the cops, ran away but I'm ditching a mil
But I'd rather be poor, than locked up in jail
If you want beef with me I'll send a Glock in the mail
Pop a bullet in your brain 'till your skull bone's red
Because I was only gonna pop the same bullet in my own head
Ya phone's dead, when you're try to call the pigs
Sneak in attics reeking havoc, I know all the tricks
I'm tall with wits, you f*ggot's small and thick
Slip a bomb inside and give us ball to kick
[Hook]
I be living this hip hop 'till hell freezes over