FUCK YOU

Yo B., I'm feeling it from the heart now B., yo straight-up yo, this murder, Harlem World is the click, I'm with my nigga Killer, and we 'bout to lay it down for ya'll niggas, all ya'll faggot ass niggas that wouldn't give us three hundred dollars for the tape, to make the demo, fuck ya'll niggas, all ya'll bitches that wouldn't suck my dick when I was Mason Betha, fuck ya'll bitches, and all ya'll bitches that want to fuck my nigga huddy Combs cause he roll with me, fuck ya'll bitches and all ya'll niggas that fucked around and made my nigga blood can't be hear, pop and them niggas, man, fuck ya'll niggas. This goes out to Mr. Fucking Russell, who would never let me gamble and play numbers, you always talking about I'm fucking too young, or what about that fucking, that fucking, transit cop that was their every time I got the fuck out the train, he wanted to play like he fucking ran the whole station, like he had to run the whole fucking shit. Fuck you! To that teacher who failed me, Fuck you! To that bitch who never bailed me, You thought I wasn't getting out right bitch, I got out, fuck you! Fuck you! Plus she never gave me no bread, Fuck you! Plus she never gave me no head, Your pussy was soo whack was wack B., yah fuck you! Fuck you! Yah you though I wouldn't go pro. Fuck you! Now I'm out fucking your hoe, Fuck you! Now I know these bitches want to say fuck these niggas to right, Fuck you! He want you to lick his balls, Fuck you! But yo, his dick is small, Tell that nigga, Fuck you! Fuck Him B. Fuck you! Yah, he always want to come beat it Fuck you! But the nigga never want to eat it, Fuck that nigga, Cam will eat it, I really don't care, fuck him! Fuck you! He never spend a dime, Fuck you! And never come home on time Fuck Him B.! Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you!...