bugz' 97

, fuck that!, who run shit, watch these drums hit, you dove head first into some old dumb shit, here's a can of ass whip, for you to come get, your clique made their trip, i made them hoes submit, ask your girl, she knows the scoop don't fuck with bugz bitch, i'll chop off her titti, have you sucking one tit, them pink belly *****s is who you run with, making half ass songs, shitty snares and one kick, i hate your damn sound, don't like it one bit, you can make a double album, won't have one hit, your entire outfit is on some bullshit, and there's not a damn one that i can't out wit, i admit, that my style is unfit, for mamma's baby boy because i'm on some dumb shit, like i commit arsony, get harm quick, you pull the alarm switch, i'll stab you in your armpit, now who the nitwit wanna come get with, this egotistic, hip-hop fundal mentalisitic, don't risk it, you'll get your shit split, now keep your distance, and keep existence, i'm the persistent when it comes to bench shit, i smoked a blunt with my judge before my sentence, i'm relentless to deny you're senseless, yo bitch, pay my bill that's where the hell your rent went, fuck that!