Fuck the world and every bitch in it
Walking talking hawking like you hot shit
Fuck you and your crew
Bragging cause you got a Big Black and blew

Fuck you cause you don't know what rap is
Sleep with one eye open and be prepared to match this
Mattresses with cactuses
Leave you begging that you was my target practice

Actus ray and menus ray I got them all day like the suns got rays
As the weeks got days ((sun sets and turns to night))
The fire i spit'll ((the sun)) turn you gray &fill up the ash trays

Go ahead try me whatchu got to lose
You're already high and drunk on booze
I'm out fighting giving bruises
While you keep hitting the snooze and uh
Don't forget when your bitch slept with me
On the way home from NYC
Just a reminder to never upset the bourgeoisie
Yeah you know me chunk dirt-y

C h u n k just dump ya body in Brooklyn bay
D I r t y I was out playing you since junior high
F u c k y a You could always try to pray
B i t c h feel the knife pierce in between ya rib cage

Nicca