| One three five |
| I’m screaming in your face but you dont hear me tho |
| Gun shed, Rainbow, Harlem Nights |
| Where’s my niggas at? |
| Smack you in your face, you crazy? |
| Y’all need to leave that crack alone |
| Leave that crack alone |
| Leave that crack alone |
| Leave that crack alone |
| I can’t hear you |
| Y’all niggas is bitch like |
| Cant talk your way out cant even fist fight |
| I think you pressed your luck |
| You better watch yourself the lottery’s up |
| Two more cheers then we tip the cup |
| We ending carrers tonight, thats whats up |
| Whats up Eso, yea I called you out |
| Its only matters of time before the bitch use out |
| And it’s only matters of time till your teeth fall out |
| When you ran back home you lost your clout, Gimme that |
| You shoulda never started shit |
| Now your in the corner with a bandage kit |
| Plus I know your jelouse of Lif |
| Thats why he bounced on y’all, y’all 'aint doing it |
| He got with some real cats, thats true to this |
| Now your all black-listed, your ruined it |
| I’m a knock y’all down a level |
| Sort of like when Micheal cast down the devil |
| Sort of like when the earth gets reduced to a peble |
| I was there when you begged El to sign you |
| He knew Ox was gonna blow so he didn’t sign you |
| Wooo, I guess the secrets out |
| Mommy they won’t play with us, then go in the house |
| Play time’s over, close your mouth |
| Do all your chores and then you go out |
| The closet, and I think its a walk-in |
| With 7L behind you and he 'aint even talking |
| I heared your beats on ten, they 'aint even thumping |
| Cry now cuase your castles crumbling |
| And if you heared Dirty Mag, you know they fronting |
| You think we care what you did eight years ago |
| Oh you were on tour with them and so and so |
| Weathermen, we running this shit |
| Likliest one in the chamber and you running your shit |
| What the fuck |