Yo Flex, we've been paying homage to all these New York tracks, but I've spent half my life down here, down in Miami, in the Dirty, and I'm gonna show you a lil some sh*t that I've picked up in my journey down here (laughter)
Im laughing at your sh*t cuz you can't floss sh*t
My hi-tech dialect, I spit
I rip, mind-bend, put you in a trance b*tch
Find it, lose it, substance abuse it
Back to the realness, I kill this
Body bag van run
Murder-one handgun, run the ballistics
Real quick, instant, Buisquick
Pancake flip sh*t, humble-militant, military minded
Grounded, I stay level
Spar with the Devil, Hell NO!
Call me a Rebel, no pause, cool like cold slaw
Hold up, Trick Daddy Shut Up, what!