[Iverson]

 For the year 2G the rap game change for one name

 Jewelz aim to slain anything on this plane

 Remains are found when the best kept secret get heated

 You went platinum wit a ghost writer, 

 so in the game you won you cheated

 My slang bang when you need it

 You man enuff to pull a gun be man enuff to squeeze it

 (*gunshots*) Die if you don't believe it

 Anything to do wit millions I'ma be wit it

 Hats off to the hardcore niggaz FUCK the rest 

 In my guess y'all useless, just talkin music

 Never mistake me for a fake MC

 You got the wrong idea nigga I'm CT fool

 Get murdered in a second in the first degree

 Come to me wit faggot tendacies 

 You'll be sleepin where the maggots be

 Ain't nuthin kinda used to beef actually

 but when it's on I raise first automatically

 Won't catch me as a victim and a rap casualty

 Dynasty Raiders hit VA in the summertime

 Ten Bentleys in one line

 Gats in each hand, twin 45's in mines

 Snipers hittin niggaz long distance for a rate

 Sons and daughters, one order you'll be floatin in water

 Bad news home of the Dynasty Raiders

 One luv to the ol school niggaz

 They in the jail tryin to raise us

 Even the ones that tried to blaze us 

 but couldn't even graze us

 See dem bitch azz niggaz y'all killin don't amaze us

 Y'all slobbin I'm spittin wit a mouf full of rage

 (DIS MY NIGGA JEWELS REPRESENTIN BAD NEWS

 YO MY HOMIE SAY DAT SHIT)

 Everybody stay fly get money kill and fuck bitches

 I'm hittin anything in plain view for my riches

 VA's finest fillin up ditches, when niggaz turn to bitches

 die for zero digits; I'ma giant yall midgets

 I know killaz that kill for a fee 

 that'll kill yo' ass for free, believe me 

 How you wanna die fast or slowly?

 Fast as a rolie, slow as a rolie polie

 I bought yo shit it was weak, trashed it now you owe me

 All the hardcore niggas know me

 I aint knockin, I'm jus gon' bust up in the motherfucker

 Takin anything that's rightfully mines

 Lust, AKs, rifles, and nines

 Physique crew, thick designs

 wit jewels that shine all the time

 Ain't nuthin sweet about this rate of mystique

 Got niggas while you eat shit sleep and beat yo meat

 die reachin fo heat, leave you leakin in da street

 Niggas screamin he was a good boy ever since he was born

 but fuck it he gon life must go on niggas don't live that long

 but hoes in wigs niggas that think they head strong

 got niggas hollerin Jewelz dead wrong on this song

 THIS TYPE OF MURDA DONT NEED NO HOOK

 JUST FORTY FUCKIN BARS FROM DA MOUF OF A CROOK!!!

 YO!!