"Ay yo Proceed to list em, there's no need to diss em The Herry Heathen, destroy your whole breathing system Twist em like beer caps, who wants to hear that Rap, murder rates, and I snap vertebrates Collapse further states, my track preserve tha grave Your pack deserve a crate, in fact the word is fake i'll kill you slow like AID's infested nuts I'm holding vendetta like seven great-molested sluts Calling me your bitch nigga? you need to stop Reality, one on one how many times you got dropped I'm cut throat when any track runs, conscious when i smack nuns It's the rough neck that makes Muslims run and pack guns"

"Party and bullshit the night away Find a little hole for the hideaway Livin every second like a holiday The fun don't stop her nowaday Especially since I hooked up with Dr. Dre Now bitches 'Lean Back' and they rock away Hella game plus sex, she got the play 'BRRING BRRING!' (Can I suck your cock today?) Yes you may babe, do lots of things"

"I was raised by drunks, so I became a drunk, 80 proof on this vodka, dat's the name I want, I'm in the club to beef, ya gotta murda me dead, only talk to a bitch with burgundy hair."

"I'm married to game/my mistress is fame"

"I wanna quit, its like I'm tired of breathing.. So my stress confess to a famous song.. Em I love you, don't let this money change us dawg"

"Ready to snap on a dumbass fan / every time I hear, 'Hey dude I love your band!' / We ain't a band bitch, we don't play instruments / So why he get 90 and we only get 10 percent?"

"I'm so bad, the only thing good is death"

"You cowards do something before we do ours/I could write a Ja Rule album in two hours"

"Which one of you ni%%as want beef and bump head / when i got a passion for clappin' with one hand"