[Mr. Lil One]
Well it's the baddest mothaf**a in the clok it's the mad men
f** what you claim and bicth you know my name
Mr. Lil One the little one the baddest of them all
The cleaver mothaf**a with the shank and the pod score
And you better belive that I'm packin a gat
And I'm ready to cap any hood any home any dome
Mothf**a now it's on and he want to battle and put an end to my life
But get with my bullet and drop any thoughts of a man tryin to get wise
Livin up in disguise, you stupid mothaf**a you're wanted by my eyes
See you're shot and been murder and layin next to a curb
For trying to be brave ridin him off in a hearse
Hit em where it hurts and fatal turn for the worst
You're fightin em off in the battle
And you didn't want to meet any part of a devil
But you lost and you failed and I'm stomping on your last nail
I told you, I warned you, your family will morn your
So you hading comin with the mouth you were runnin
You knew d**h would call you the day the devil saw you