I'm a bull in a china shop  watch how the uzi spit
Who we with  bros with hammers and they like too legit
I ain't got any time for your foolishness
Raw raps from the same place where the Kufi sits
He the mo'f**ker always sippin' goose and shit
Stomp a rapper out  Timberland boots and shit
The left hand is what I give you the contusions with
The right hand is where I write all of the ruthless shit
Survival of the fit on my Lil' Boosie shit
My hands are made of stone cut from that Madusa shit
Big gold chains  we was on that dookie shit
Still roll with the kids I stole the Gucci with

I punch you dead in the face so f**k the music shit
The guns Commando  Hollywood movie shit
Y'all aware y'all on that Lollapalooza shit
Let the beard grow  Alhamdulillah  sufi shit

Y'all are scared when I step inside the booth and shit
Cuttin' mo'f**kers cell roll on that sushi shit
Y'all are cowards  y'all'll only talk on computer shit
This a Haitian ritual  I'm on my voodoo shit

Find out who's the realest Vinnie
Rock it not quick

What I'mma hit you with you motherf**kers better duck

Death before dishonor  tiger blood y'all are fake
I let the 4 5 blocka blocka rob his cake
Dead Sea overlook the view from inside a grave
The dictionary definition of dominate

Y'all weak Germantown brown  lord  lots of shake
Fat bull  but my pockets never out of shape
You a bitch  security guard lock the gates
The Louis Vuitton bootleg  Prada fake
I'm tryin' to make the same money that Madonna make
Eyes never lie  I'm surprised that you not with Jake
Rhymes and one tape  record an album in an hour straight
You a pile of waste  I see a sucker and salivate
Cutting motherf**kers of  time to consolidate
A thousand pounds of weight'll force your heart to palpitate
It's Armageddon for you motherf**kers  lock the date
Any bitch I meet means that I'mma copulate
My revolution will be met with Peter Tosh's fate
That's the reason that the God is tryin' to populate
A connoisseur  I can tell you how the vodka taste
The 4 5 lift you  sent you into outer space