You got it started, so let me finish

Fool you can't fuck with the straight up menace, nigga

It's time to pull your fucking card

Bookworm, let me see you squirm cause you ain't that fucking hard

Huh, you tried to put it to the test

But ain't no way your bullet proof vest can protect that bird chest, nigga

Call me the night creeper, the Grim Reaper

Like Boss is deeper, can't escape the street sweeper

Uh, say hello to the motherfucking two

And try to pimp like you're so damn cool

Nigga, I fly heads, leave your whole family dead

Save the drama for your mama cause Eiht flies lead

Yeah, I catch that ass up on the flip side

Eiht a loaded lit clip and Quik died

I'm giving you a chance to get your bail on

I'm taking my nine and putting it to your fucking dome

Now throw your fucking hands in the air

When Eiht is evil cause I got the damn Desert Eagle, nigga