[Rasta verse by Likkle Wicked;
 most of his verse is indistinct]
 Now rudeboy JT  from Poison Clan
 come in wit dem lyrics and kill the gangstas!!
 JT: Ahem! Hello everybody  this JT Money  the Bitchizer...

 Verse 1: JT Money
 Yo  I can get fly like a plane and then wreck shit
 Stomp on Compton and flex through the exit
 Uhh  rainin' on punks like a cloud
 Punks get devoured 'cause no punks are allowed!
 So step up if you think your shit's strong
 But be prepared to get your whole crew flipped on
 'Cause I flip niggas like coins
 And once I get gone I'm in they ass like hem'rhoids!
 Niggas get done, but then so many try
 To be like JT motherfuckin' M-O-N-E-Y
 I get busy like 5pm traffic
 Punks get they ass kicked when shit gets drastic
 Uhh, niggas don't want none of me, see
 When I get hot, I burn they ass like VD
 I stay hard like Capn' Crunch, suckas get capped
 And crunched, or dissed if you're rappin', punk
 Most of y'all can't understand me
 You'll probably say "That nigga that can't be from Miami!"
 I hate punks with a passion
 Hey yo, hoe, tell them niggas what I want!

 Chorus (4x)
 [I want action] MURDER!! MURDER!!

 Verse 2: Uzi
 Lights, camera, action, it's on
 Uzi is the brother on the mike, word is bond
 I'm talkin' to all the fallin' niggas, the kinda creep niggas
 Step up and get beat, niggas!
 'Cause if you try the PC, it gets fucked up
 We always strapped with the gat, so just shut up
 And if I pull, you better pray 'cause you is dead, black
 Test me out and you'll see just where my heart's at
 That's how it is, fuck you, and motherfuck your crew
 I roll with JT and Big Ram too!
 We livin' phat, matter fact, we gets ill, see
 And when we roll, we just rippin' up your posse
 So if you talk shit, talk it under your breath
 'Cause if I hear ya, your ass'll be marked for death!
 Best believe niggas' heads I be bashin'
 And yo, you know what's next!

 Chorus

 Verse 3: JT Money
 Check 1-2 for a nigga who step to this
 Step up and just wait for my lefts to miss, uhh
 Before you get a chance to run ya mouth,
 I shoot them thangs to ya ass so you're down for the count!
 I beat ya bad asses wit a bad-ass gang o' niggas
 I'm from the Clan, so of course I be hangin' niggas
 No matter how tough you feel or you might look
 Drop yo ass with a right hook
 I stick out like a saucer, niggas say I'm awesome
 Wreck your little 1's 2's 3's and 4somes
 The B-I-T-C-H-I-Z-E-R,
 When I step up you see how I
 Keepin' niggas in check, approachin' with the tech
 The old-fashioned way I earn my respect
 Been down for a minute, did a quick bit
 Came back knockin' about the box like (?) did!
 So chumps run up and get ran over
 I'ma take the USA and Japan over
 I'm the one-man wreckin' ball that's werckin' y'all
 Here's some advice: I'm wreckin' all!
 You motherfuckers stop talkin' trash and
 Shep the fuck out my way 'cause ...

 Chorus

 Outro: Likkle Wicked