(Choir music plays) Demonic voice Get out..Get out! You can't be in here You have to get out I emplore you Please Please Your all going to die down here.. (static high pitch)
(Timbaland) It's life or death either one the king is back take head and run i piss and take a shit on ur beat for fun i killed the game I aint even use a gun who better than me don't make me laugh I run this shit they just chase my ass I aint talkin shit nigga just tellin the facts i think all the tracks im hearin from niggas is whack i be hearin these niggas what they say in they rhymes i took my spot nobody gave me mine i make the beats that Boom Boom Boom! in they trunk u disagree homie then go on and jump u can bump ur gum and talk all u want thats all u gon do cuz yall niggas is punks im number one you aint number shit when they need a hit im who they gon' and get talk to me
(chorus) if you got love for me i got love for you if you dont fuck wit me i dont fuck wichu we can do it howeva u wanna do nigga if u dont fuck wit me i wont fuck wit u gon' headkill yourself kill yourself kill yourself gon kill yourself kill your self kill yourself If i was you i would kill myself gon kill your self kill your self kill your self gon kill yourself kill your self kill your self If i was you i would kill myself
Im tired of niggas niggas is tired u aint a G
i see bitch in ur eyes if u close to me u suposed to be but most of u rap niggas is hoes to me wherever u from the question i ask is do u think i give a fuck riddle me that cuz in my hood and u jump into hell and back this industry shit to hell wit that i seen em come i seen em go i doubt if u can show me sum'in i aint seen before who suposed to be in charge? i need to know when i shake ur hand ima step on ur toe go getcha gun go getcha click imma be rite here chillin wit yo bitch you mad at me cuz im gettin rich well put the pistol to ur head and empty the clip
see my heart feel my pain some of dese stars some is lames how they follow little trends to get they famne i aint snappin my dam fingers to get in the game u claim u rich show me son if u got so many dollas then loan me one fools think they killas they own a gun when u no u bout as sweet as a honey bun trashy broads behind a bar like you dat dude frontin hard vip bands dont make u a star like we really still dont no who the fuck u are dont talk behind my back just call my nigga move my heart to the side make room to forgive ya if u still wanna hang we'll come to get ya put the rope around ur neck and jump my nigga!
(Demonic Voice) Your all going to die down here get out get out you cant be in here your all going to die down here
(drop in beat with telephone ring and choir backround)