They tried to poison the fetus
 We gonna check it out like this
 All hell
 the high exalted
 yo
 my mother fucking name is Fredro Starr
 you know what I'm saying?
 I'm up here with my man Sonee the money the muther fucking greasiest
 and my mother fucking nigga Sticky the fucking fingaz
 you know what I'm saying?
 Yo Sonee
 Step to your mother fucking business nigga...word up

 Verse 1:
 I'm not the type to be flabbergasted
 but all my doubters mastered
 it ain't a matter bastard
 rule my hazard
 niggaz get blasted
 soon as I bring what I got in store for the new order
 who want it?
 we got what your looking for
 fuck you gonna do now, money
 cause this the Sonee
 seeds of mister droppin wisdom like a blister
 I get downright deprived on them niggaz
 We rob Z's
 Gimme all these, ya'll niggaz
 PUSS!
 Whats the matter? I rush
 bum rush you better rise
 and assult and catapult
 like a bullet I shot shit
 the figure hurter
 word to murder
 rippin the master
 will make you back up from them further

 Hold up the press
 heres comes the mess
 worship the best
 or die like the rest
 you have the right to remain violent
 aaauuuggghh
 anything you say can and will be use against you to kill!
 I'm a tyrant
 strinking like a viking
 a knight in shining armor
 jumping for the sauna
 the rough rhymer
 suicidal like Nirvana
 the end of your world is just beginning
 theres no winning in my inning
 the dead things cannot effect the living
 so I trip into the wind
 of the ghetto bad weather
 I'm lost in the desert, but the storm blows me on
 never talk to a stranger
 everybodys in grave danger
 me and my people just shot ya anger!
 FUCK DAT...YA BETTER OFF DEAD!

 Considered less than a god, but more than a man
 I can knock down a mule like conan the barbarian
 with my mental powers and my sixth sense
 that can raise a dead crowd into a live audience
 (so get the fuck out the way)
 ooh, and get your ass cut
 cause if you go to jail they probably make a pussy out ya butt
 (no doubt)
 Heres the clip witches know its a black stone
 its a matter that shatter your track bone
 score to get to life
 I'm concise
 niggaz get done up precise
 cut up fine
 and fucked up real nice
 we made up mean Jamaica
 and die like the Lakers
 faking jack was mackin backwards
 with the front in black got tactics
 straight from the desert-(queens)
 where niggaz is desperate
 so I'm takin mines from the entrance to the exit
 (get a life)
 fuck dat ya betta off dead!
 (get a life)
 fuck dat ya betta off dead!

 Verse 3:

 Come with me I'm going in
 move em in take em out
 the time when niggaz seem to always fight and lose a battle
 its too late to pray I'm selling one way tickets to hell
 no one tell is what you punk niggaz yell
 like-wah wah!
 thats the sound of your bitch ass hurtin
 black start attackin back-I'm still hurtin
 Sticky come on come on well...

 So all let up on the fact
 that I'm a nigga that can just beat your mother fucking ass
 to hurt your feelings
 cause your shit is trash
 too many people like me
 cause they're not worthy
 destruct my coalition
 its a demolition derby
 through all that spit you talk
 and make the mic smell like saliva
 yick! you need to retire
 resign
 I'm ahead of my time
 in my prime
 one of a kind
 and out of my mind!
 and ain't nothin in this world free so me I'ma kick a pay style
 I don't got no smile I was abused as a child
 my moms gave birth to a crazy ass wilder
 bust out her pussy with a mother fuckin gun
 started talking slang
 even joined a gang
 the suicide scums
 I sold jums to the bums
 I was the hand to hand man pullin in clubs
 then I started dealin
 robbin and stealin
 if not for killing then I'm known as a villain
 if you want problems I'm ready and willing
 and I'll get up in your mouth like a fucking filling

 FUCK DAT WE BETTA OFF DEAD
 Please somebody kill me before I put two in my own head