[Verse 1: Van Gar V]
Dirty, out the mud like in a sandbox
Evil
Dirty like a used h**ne aids needle
f** what you heard
Cignifgant and I know you're scur'd
Raw as f**
We bumpin' again
808-trill-sh** comin' out of a shed
Not Cali', New York, Harlem
I post out The Valley
No problem
This cat lives in an alley
Best and I would rap about clips even if we didn't keep sh**
Get me?
Stay with me
You can't keep up
Runnin' a race, I never f** up
Fall flat on your face, hear the f**in' thump
Pump action shotty
Hotties pump my pistol
sh**, that sound like a tea kettle whistle
Thistle-barb-wire-bats and protest pickets out on the precinct lawn
Spittin' "This ain't where we kick it"
Doubt I'm the decent one?
Stompin' grounds
Couple hounds ain't K-9s
k**ing previous rappers
AKs and 9s
Lines and lines and lines
Bars and bars and f**in' bars
f** the police, they ain't in charge
Thugz Mansion be, whattup, we at large
Now hop in the charger, hop in the charger
Barge muthaf** you live in garbage harbour
Stop Harper
Garage artist
Might make like pac and fake my d**h just so I don't have to put up with this sh**
I got 2 hands with a backwoods in one
My right hand is empty except for my gun
Two bands and I'll do it
You lookin' to k** someone pointblank?
.7mm ball pen is the weapon choice
(BRAP) That was just my f**in' voice
sh** ain't screech like mine
(BANG) Now the blood all moist
I lift your body up on a hoist and the snow below show Gar V was here
When I'm armed with my ball point pen stay clear
Two men ball on point and my joint stay near me
I'll smoke you too, can you f**in' feel me?
All speed up on your new tracks, Alvin the Chipmunk
New sh** on DatPiff, Alvin the b**hpunk
Underground smokin' that skunk in a nuclear bunker wonderin' who's who and who's undercover
Under the influence under the covers
Not knowin' what to drink, or what I'll uncover
Not knowin' what to think except f** a shrink
Talk to myself askin' myself "Gar V What You f**in' Think?"
Nothin'