[Intro: 2Pac]

So okay, you want to see some macho shit?

I'm the most macho nigga out here

I thought you niggas knew, I'm the most thuggish nigga out here

I have no mothafuckin' fear...

I have no fear, I have only ambition, and I want mine

And I will do anything to protect and feed my family
[Verse 1]

First off, fucked your bitch nigga get a blood test

You a upset nigga, where the love at?

When we talking 'bout Philly know I fucking run that

Same place I've been up corners you can never come back

You raw nigga, ball like I'm ? Paul nigga

I cross niggas, when you hate it cause you lost nigga

You soft nigga, didn't disrespect the boss, nigga!

You dissin and getchya horn, that ain't getchya off nigga

Broad nigga, and you was screamin' “come to my hotel”

Nigga, we was slingin work out the motel!

No scale, batteries I know you so well...

...let's keep it trilla, you ain't never make a dope sale

You ain't never played that corner – make a coke sale

On a late night, swimmin with the great whites

You was rockin' durags – big T's fake mics

Boy you had a wild week, shoppin' on... street

Same place you bought your fake chain and your time-piece

How we gon' believe you? Nigga I should lead you!

Talkin' “PC” that was never Beanie Sigel!

That was never ME, why you lying to the people?

I was locked down, still doing shit illegal

Running around in jail like: I ain't give a hell when

You was on PC, locking it with males
[Bridge]

And I ain't got time for this shit, let me get another one
[Verse 2]

23 and 1 never get to see the sun

Had to get a glass visit just so you could see your son

Took a deal on your homie, cause you couldn't beat the gun

They was tryna give you life, man you know that wasn't right

Then you left him in the hood, on his head he had a price

You ain't even give a call, other niggas shot him twice

Niggas trynna get a buzz off my name for some likes

Damn right while I'm at ya I'mma get you in the night, Cassidy

Boy you... trash to me

Do the math, I... to me

You ain't poppin, what the fuck could you ? to me

You just another dead body, another casualty

I'm in the streets, so I do this shit casually

And I ain't even write this shit, why you mad at me?

Cut you, nursery rhyming, flow perfectly in time

And I'm giving gas, I'm in the Aston that Swizzy designed

Now beat it, I know you're heated but I know you need it

I got that Justin Bieber please believe it, nigga I know you see it

They play piano at your viewing, let Alicia...

I asked Swizzy...

Swiz don't fuck with you, Melo didn't either

You fucked that check up, you bit the hand that feed you

And you was 6 feet, you got me digging deeper

Hold up, let's switch the beat so I can spit some Ether
[Verse 3]

I say, come on with your soft ass

All you niggas all trash, couldn't bet a 100 grand

Nigga that's a small...

I'mma hit him where it hurts, this gon' make his...

This verse gon' hit this nigga harder than that car crash

That you should've died in, I'm mad that you survived it

But I came to murder you and have you scuba diving

Swimming with the fishes, all you niggas is bitches

Dick riders knocking on the wood, superstitious

Paus that, I'm all that, I'm really in the...

And when I see you nigga I'mma have you jumping fences

...through the alleys, you must be on the molly

Sniffing all that white shit and fucking with that Bobby

Come to your hotel and meet you in the lobby

Just to Worldstar you and do you just like...

...Boy you lying, you ain't touring, you can't even get a show

Shit you like a [?] they can get you for the low

And I'm like a brick of... it cost 60 for the flow

You ain't a gangsta, you a wanksta, nigga 50 even know
[Verse 4]

You say you a gangsta but you never pop nothing

And you locked your homie out when you heard the cops coming

Rapping for a longtime, nigga you ain't got nothing

You ain't wanna battle Mook neither, nigga stop fronting

Damn homie, in high school you was the man homie

Fuck happened to you?

You had a doghouse with a doghouse in the backyard

Now you living in a doghouse in the backyard

Nigga I was broke then, now I got blackcard

You're career maxed out... like mac card

Easy nigga, I talk greasy nigga

And I'mma stunt on Instagram just to tease you, nigga
[Outro]

Couple months we at the funeral

I swear to God that shit was beautiful

Five x t's, durag's, the usual

Your mama screaming like “Cassidy what that dude do to you”

And this shit called “Kendrick You Next”

I'm just on some shit this time, everybody get it

You say my name, I give you a 1000

Just that simple...