[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'