What, fade me how?
****, on this rap ****
Come on, *****

I brought my chopper an' my hard hat
The ****'s ***ked up now show a ***** where the war at
'Cause I'm about to clean house
Stick this AK up your *** an' blow that ***ker clean out

'Cause you *****s in the wrong
You came up short an' now we finna get it goin' on
I ain't your average mother***ker
You step out of line an' watch a mother***ker bust ya

'Cause you done came at me the wrong way
I ain't no Clint Eastwood, *****
An' you done picked the wrong day
So bring your *** to the battleground
Rat a tat tat, like that is how my gat'll sound

Avoid no *****s 'cause *****s be human
I squeeze the trigger an' *****s be movin'
'Cause I don't point it in the air
An' pull the trigger, why?
I'd rather point it at yo' *** an' watch the ***** die

I gives a ***k about your team mates
When it's all said an' done
You're gonna wish you never seen 'Face
You shoulda seen that lil' *****, Brad
James through here, seen Dave an' yo, that ***** bad

An' your homies better stand still
Don't make my brother Warren bust one of you *****es
'Cause the man will
Don't bring your *** to my picnic
'Cause I done had it up to here
With all you *****s talkin' that ***** ****

So you better get your **** right
I'm from the state where you rarely see
A mother***kin' fist fight
It's all about the gun blast
So you can miss me with that ********
You spittin' with your punk ***

It's 'The Diary' of a born killer
Don't have to worry about me fallin' off this thang
'Cause I'm a strong *****
Doubt my regard of the hard
With *****s behind me from East Oakland to the South Park

I've got the mind of the man right behind you
You can run, you can hide but I'll still find you
Like I say, there's no getaway
An' I'm gon' have it where
Your family'll have to throw your **** away

It's the return of the real *****s
I'm prejudiced to a certain extent but still I kill *****s
I'll bust that *** on the ***kin' double
So push on with that ho' ****, *****
'Cause you don't want trouble

So get your *** up of my shoestrings
An' let your shermed ***** do things

Ay, ay, ay, where you finna go, fool?
I can't ***k with it, you got it, man
Come on, man, you wanna rap, *****?
I can't do it, come on

You see, you see
That's how mother***kers is, dog
That's how mother***kers be, punk *** hoes