[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