[Q-Tip:] 

Bodies in the street, killing over head 

Marvel at the sky, as it turn blood red 

Peelin' caps back til the white meat show 

This is natural, for the little Afro 

Pressure bust pipes, minds is feeling up 

And when I lay it down, you ain't never getting up 

Revenge is on my frequency dialing 

Prayers for these fools, well it ain't worth wilding 

You say that you a Samurai? Whatever 

I'm fueled with my father, he's inside me forever 

Ya'll ain't never seen this greedy young boy 

Not constructed by girls, by games, by joy 

See I'mma think for ya, I'mma think for me 

Out think the enemy, constantly 

It's murder on the rocks, slinging niggas on the roads 

Citizens take cover as I shit on patrol 



[Chorus x3: Q-Tip] 

When they see me, they say 'Who that over there?' 

Just a lil' dude with a head full of hair 

Just a lil' dude, not a god damn care 

Just a lil' dude, so you best to beware 



[Free Murda:] 

Phony niggas talk bull, but I know they don't kill 

And they know it's for real, but I hope they don't squeel 

They hold me bigger than a bull, to left my home alone grail 

Only trigger that he pull, is on the hungry pope drill 

Show you how the coke feel, four in yo dome, now go chill 

He ain't never gettin' up like O did with no pills 

V.I. pop stars, I'm strapped like Bokeem 

Gettin' shot, pa, no turn back with those keys 

Try'nna shop hard, bigger than obese 

And I say I cop cars, I ain't talking bout the police 

Nigga broke, pockets look like the ears of Odie 

From Garfield, know how my heart feel 

Winter Benz, stop the rims, do cartwheels 

Now I'm the Man, like Meth from Park Hill 

Bring a pound, cuz I smoke trees, a little hash too 

Break ya down, so I can put weed in little capsules 



[Chorus x3]