This time I came to get mine   I saw this cat running with his hand on his 9mm   He's got a small peter   Got 2 kids and a wife plus he beats her   Nod ya head as if my shit was the dog catcher   P-Roach comin through sick   I'm gonna have to betcha my last dollar That you   come on back   You getting weak in the knees while you   smokin the cess   Oh yes   Word to God   I know his son is the best   He helps me out when I'm down or when I'm   crazy ill stressed   I confess   I'm not as good as the rest   But I get down for my crown and I don't   crack under stress   But I'll be careful though cause the girl is   memorizing   She takes off her clothes   And her body is mad surprising   Slangin   Bangin   Her two breasts was firm and not hangin   Listen to this rhyme that I'm slangin   Hooked up with this girl   Her name is Kelly   For really   The hip hop body and a piercing through her   belly   I knew she was mine when I saw her   working on the line   Servin pasta & salad and she's still lookin fine   But enough of that though   I give a shot out to Happy   He's partying down and getting props in this   rap   See cause I'm the type of cracker that'll get   straight down to beat that you hear   It's the Pee-Roach sound   Abused with forks   Knives   Cut with razor blades   That shit is absurd   His temper's flaring   Now he's twice as mean   Now I am talking about this fool   Beats his wife thinks he's cool   She cries so hard   She's trembling   This time he beats her and he's twice as mean   Silence in her rage   She should recognize next time he is gone she   should pack her bags and leave