look around and turn your wet dream to fright night
 you can call me r&b homeys  which stands for rough brother
 word to my grandmother
 I buck you in the head just to let ya know
 stick you for ya dough  spit on the flo'
 drag it out of ya  bring it on
 I smack him back down  yo dope word is bond
 I know you want a piece of the champ
 but you roll too weak  you couldn't make it in my camp
 you thought I went for the flip
 but I'm bustin' off hip-hop clip after clip
 I kept you out there, ripped you for your wear
 jump inside your video, bust you with a chair
 smack slap smack slap smack slap smack
 just to make it worse and hurt your pride I'll run it back
 smack slap smack slap smack slap smack
 click click boom, stop dead in your tracks
 stick the steel in your mouth
 buck buck buck buck buck, lights out

 [Chorus]
 (I'm comin')
 How ya comin' baby?
 (I'm comin')
 this is how I'm comin'

 the album that I'm comin' with is rough, the flavor's mean
 (ooooh) kickin' you for real in the guillatine
 fourteen shots to your dome kid
 I'm doin' time in the game like a bid
 movin' rhymes like a package
 so stigetty step up and get your nostrils damaged
 shootin', lickin', bustin', sprayin', all of that
 and then some, dead dead dead, one by one
 never step to a real man
 'cause your rhymes only work on a playground program
 they impress your little friends, bring you a little ends
 but you still you gotta ride in your mans benz
 word to hip-hop, I'm a blast ya
 gotta set you on fire 'cause I gassed ya
 boom, blow, Batman, bang, pow
 unh (what) unh (what), that's the way it's goin' down
 my new album ain't no joke
 you wanna take me out, how many bunch ya smoke?
 I'll never slack again, I'm off the job like the mob
 hey, no prob', many solved, on the knob, make 'em soft drob
 what you gotta deal with is real, made of steel
 you can feel it comin', burnin', buildin', flowin' like an eel
 movin', killin', breakin', servin' you just like a meal
 take off your clothes and taste the steel

 [Chorus]

 check baby

 rockabye baby on the roof top
 open up your mouth and taste my gallot
 when your jaw breaks your gold teeth will fall
 down will come the monkey, bannana clip and all
 splat (buck buck buck) it's all over wit'
 another plan O.D.'ed over my war hit
 the way I'm workin' and jerkin' and hurtin' brothers converted
 non-beleivers get murdered, 'cause I waffle birded
 get your face out the bill, catch the thrill
 carry a nine put your hootchies on the bill
 the thought of you gettin' scared turns me on
 like my first telivision with my backup tip hard
 so where's your mouth kid? where's your heart shorty?
 it's all over, cash your chips in, crack a forty
 you look thirsty, you ain't gettin' no mercy mercy
 and ain't no way that you can rehearse for me
 murder I wrote, murder I wrote, is what I figure
 it's in my tote, it's in my tote, so I pull the trigger
 put up your women, your crib, your speakers
 your dog, your cat, your crate, your speakers
 your sister, your aunt, your crew, your Knicks
 got 'em booin' all you mother rappers who think that's too tough
 bam bam, here's a hit you wish you had
 a hit that makes you mad, a hit that makes you slap your dad
 dead dead dead, kill dead, kill dead
 try to battle me I gots to buck you in your head
 I pull your file, click
 I know you're good to style, blow
 livin' wild, when it's come to this I never smile
 what did you learn from the lesson I just gave ya?
 obey your momma, be on your best behavior
 it's never endin' and I am recommendin'
 you put your name as Brendan
 I see y'all that is blendin'
 the message that I'm sendin'
 is there ain't no pretendin'
 get in the trunk, buy the album, here I'm endin'

 this is how I'm comin'
 how ya comin' baby