[Tiny]
Aye yo this shit doesn't come easy but hey don't 
misjudge me whatever might displease you, still 
couldn't touch me. I don't care what I write is what 
I'm gonna bust fights on round one, if you fuck with 
anyone of us. What! Please, you better run till your 
knees concede shit hits the fan next time you see me. 
And I don't stall about what's up with ya'll now freeze 
on the spot when it's time to let it all out. And I 
don't know I just don't know why things always get 
little bit out of control why people get rowdy when I 
come into the place. Whoops, there goes my glass in 
your face.

[Chorus]
One time for my posse. Posse.
Two times for my homes. Homes.
We'll be chillin in the backseat. Backseat.
Where we bury the bone. Bury the bone.

[tiny]
Here's a birdie who plays dirty in this game. It's a 
shame that my ex wants to act this way. What a hag man, 
what a bunch of crap to say. When I've been nothing but 
fair with you up till this day. But hey, you got what 
you wanted so choke on this shit to. You got issues, 
why you think I broke up with you. Damn it, can't you 
see I don't need this crap. I can't believe this bitch, 
give me my cd's back. Infact how's that for a turn on. 
For your ugly ass and a face I wouldn't even shoot "?" 
on. I'll tell you this much, you really got me pissed 
off. You flatchested bitch you really thought I went 
this soft. I tried to be nice, but if all you want is 
beef then a word of advice so you can sink your teeth 
in. I can be your bearer of ill rotten blues, when you 
disregard me this way, I bring bad news.

[chorus slow]
One time for my posse. 
Two times for my homes. 
We'll be chillin in the backseat.
Where we bury the bone. 

My experience limited reputation discredited. The 
locals read it man, I have to live here please edit it. 
You can type that I'm quite nice if they buy it. I like 
my weekends private, real peaceful and quiet. I don't 
condone violence read books for recreation. I interfere 
with politics and public relations. So put that in your 
peace and a lid on it please. Doesn't matter if you 
bend the truth a little bit see. Next time I'm in the 
studio I'll take my grudges out, and you can get the 
clean version sent to your house. This is my scene now, 
and I'm a crake for more, till the world breaks, what 
the fuck you take me for.

One time for my posse. Posse.
Two times for my homes. Homes.
We'll be chillin in the backseat. Backseat.
Where we bury the bone. Bury the bone.