[lil one]

I drop bombs every day like Timothy McVeigh

I bust lyrics turnin motherfuckas into spirits

If you ever even try to get cleaver

forever you'll be gone see I got the fire one

right beneath my belt buckle both your knees buckle

I'm old and I'm cold but these stories gotta be told

I hold motherfuckas in fear

I'm Mr. Lil one so nobody comes near

I'm motivated I love the fact that you hate it

That I made it in the world where I'm always playa hated

I'm faded buzzin off my mind though I find no regrets

on this corpse that I left to the death

Is how I gotta fight when you motherfuckas rush in

Bustin outta crate cuz I'm knowin that you're fake

Can't escape all the hate that I feel up in my soul

I've been seekin out the situ but I got nowhere to go

Now what am I to do should I stay or se my mamma?

The baddest of them all I was born to see the drama



[Chorus x4]

You know what's wrong you're broke and dead torn

Now heres a mob hit comin into your song