[Q-Tip:] 
Bodies in the street, killing over head 
Marvel at the sky, as it turn blood red 
Peelin' caps back til the white meat show 
This is natural, for the little Afro 
Pressure bust pipes, minds is feeling up 
And when I lay it down, you ain't never getting up 
Revenge is on my frequency dialing 
Prayers for these fools, well it ain't worth wilding 
You say that you a Samurai? Whatever 
I'm fueled with my father, he's inside me forever 
Ya'll ain't never seen this greedy young boy 
Not constructed by girls, by games, by joy 
See I'mma think for ya, I'mma think for me 
Out think the enemy, constantly 
It's murder on the rocks, slinging niggas on the roads 
Citizens take cover as I shit on patrol 

[Chorus x3: Q-Tip] 
When they see me, they say 'Who that over there?' 
Just a lil' dude with a head full of hair 
Just a lil' dude, not a god damn care 
Just a lil' dude, so you best to beware 

[Free Murda:] 
Phony niggas talk bull, but I know they don't kill 
And they know it's for real, but I hope they don't squeel 
They hold me bigger than a bull, to left my home alone grail 
Only trigger that he pull, is on the hungry pope drill 
Show you how the coke feel, four in yo dome, now go chill 
He ain't never gettin' up like O did with no pills 
V.I. pop stars, I'm strapped like Bokeem 
Gettin' shot, pa, no turn back with those keys 
Try'nna shop hard, bigger than obese 
And I say I cop cars, I ain't talking bout the police 
Nigga broke, pockets look like the ears of Odie 
From Garfield, know how my heart feel 
Winter Benz, stop the rims, do cartwheels 
Now I'm the Man, like Meth from Park Hill 
Bring a pound, cuz I smoke trees, a little hash too 
Break ya down, so I can put weed in little capsules 

[Chorus x3]