come on niggas be real, I dont adam
after i beat n.i.g and easton i got 3 kills
somebody hold me back before i knife this jerk
he dont know that john doe been nice since birth
thats wat u get for spendin your friday nights in church
i aint even gotta mask it for u to get yo ass kicked
put u in my casket,my lyrics be drastic.
whoever thinks you nice is suckin on the glass dick
the best in the draft not to mention i was last pick
my flow is diseased mother fucker im past sick
leave you stretched out like some kind of elastic
then do u like leftovers and wrap u up in plastic
me and lonestar ganna be puttin up classics
anybody who say u win got a think problem
u and them could take shots, and i aint talkin abot a get on me