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 er 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