please can i have another hit it takes a hell of a competitor to get rid of me and if you think you can take me out then run up and lets see im telling you nah i aint no punk so all you hoes looka here everyday im full of that herb so youre dead if you come near saaay fool im the pharaoh from south park 56 on your block i come up off a running off at the mouth saying things ya might not like but really i dont give a damn cause i get paid for what i write ak 47 mac 11 and the squad game the things i maintain to send your ass down the drain no man i feel worse then tyson i swing before the bell even rings so fat ladies stand by to sing cause its over once i leave em laying out cold you see i scope em and scar em instead of boring them hoes and laws be watching me down because im known to click so now i click to a beat and send it to you as a hit well i be chillin i be up in in my block where the fools laugh and talk about the niggas they pop i like them freakin little poochies go ahead little hoochie my nigga knuckle fired up watch the coochie i know you wanna catch me slippin but i never be caught and see how many words are said with this gauge in your mouth im from so you know my posses coming in flocks you better duck when i aim cause i ain t giving no warning shots my homie is like a titan fred and koolie g rap are all bone hard so what you hoes wanna do next knowing that im a threat im willing to bet by time this ep ill be makin 6 digit checks you can take it as a diss but add it to the list stay off my dick another fucking hit  i sit back and relax then i wait for competition to take what i make and send hella points to the feds whos next to flex with the best and get a foot in they chest from a test and get a cardiac arrest ill be damned if i go who comes across the boss and get tossed cause i never lost got more juice then the rain and the thunderstorm pack my ship because i ain ts to get clicked on i got the gangsta tone in the danger zone im known to pull the chrome and crack a suckas dome whoever compete take a seat cause they cant beat thinkin they swole they get drove to the concrete whoever tried to manifest get put to a test number one bodyguard big dog and hell choke ya to death street military cant quit while im full of that splif ill be thinkin of another hit my name is icy hot and im coming from the clock if you got the herb then i got the spark fighting in the streets like a donkey going wild i knocked out ya teeth it been a year since you smiled layed up in the hospitial smelling like piss tellin the doctor you got hit with a brick when you knew it was my fist street military pimpin hoes cause we rough niggas packing butcher knifes black pumps with faded triggers i seen the with duck as i get full i lock on my glock like a red nosed pit bull im going crazy like im on a pea farm you walk up too quick and you just might get strong armed bout time i get rich making money from my shit and having fits because i made another hit 