Step up, ill beat your ass with a god damn crutch
A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge
And i laid some rhymes for you on this funky gangsta beat
Take cee around town as if everything cheap
The golden age, 90's, the rapper's ass funky,
Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy
Life is your only friend, one day you'll understand
Kick over the can beat his ass and leave him 9 grand
Ha-ha, laughing all the way to the top
I will beat your ass in a parking lot
For the dough you'll be like doe, stuck at home
I will just beat your ass and take my damn throne
With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that
Of that funky, chunky, smelly green shit.
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