You come into this game with a name like Jesus
Throwin' ya shit 'round like its gonna Freeze us
Bashin' on da masta, attemptin' to Please us
You betta not Seize up
Cuz I'll fuckin Squeeze ya
What the fuck ya lookin' for? Tryin' to get props?
Only thing ya get from me is some fuckin' glock shots
Knowin' I'm gunnin' for ya, stomach tied in knots
Between yo fuckin' eyes, my laser sight's dot
In closing, little bitch, you won't get my praise
Cuz you fail to amaze with yo feeble ass blaze
Take my advice and wipe your poor tears
Then turn yo'self around and get yo ass outta here
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