f** the world and every b**h in it Walking talking hawking like you hot sh** f** you and your crew Bragging cause you got a Big Black and blew f** you cause you don't know what rap is Sleep with one eye open and be prepared to match this Mattresses with cactuses Leave you begging that you was my target practice Actus ray and menus ray I got them all day like the suns got rays As the weeks got days ((sun sets and turns to night)) The fire i spit'll ((the sun)) turn you gray &fill up the ash trays Go ahead try me whatchu got to lose You're already high and drunk on booze I'm out fighting giving bruises While you keep hitting the snooze and uh Don't forget when your b**h slept with me On the way home from NYC Just a reminder to never upset the bourgeoisie Yeah you know me chunk dirt-y C h u n k just dump ya body in Brooklyn bay D I r t y I was out playing you since junior high F u c k y a You could always try to pray B i t c h feel the knife pierce in between ya rib cage Nicca