-I'm just ready to get my groove muthafuckin on, you hear me, ****?

-Man, fuck you hoss

-**** quit slowin this muthafuckin ride down **** what's wrong wit you, fool. **** sum wrong with your muthafuckin feet. **** drive this muthafucka man, just get the fuck to where we got to go, ****

-I don't give a fuck hoss

-Damn, the fuck goin on up in this bitch? Let me play my shit, ****. This my muthafuckin tape up in this bitch, shit

I used to roll with these cats for quite some time

Clipped when we hooked up, sick from just one rhyme

That was before your girl and how you felt

She had the hotter ass and higher cash from your coat

Smokin with folks with thin skin like fiberglass (Damn)

I knew from the jump you was a coward all day

Every hour you was a muthafuckin punk

But I overlooked it til I saw you bow down to another brotha who was overcrooked

I was burnt and still ready to get down while you on some sober shit shit (Mark)

**** could see your fear fast, lookin like you don't wanna fight

You got hit with some tear gas

My compassion was in small rations

Askin your folks for the gas so I can blast his ass

He was in my ghetto swamp

I knew the po nines was no cunt to get with me in the Westbound

Gettin' lost but never found

But I picked up your scent like a bloodhound

You wasn't down for the kill

Tryna pump yourself up so you can try and kill

Tryna prove you a rider but to yourself you're lyin still

If all you cats out there takin the vagina pills

Explore yourself instead of tryna find a final thrill

It didn't take long after the dark to start the stalk

I would've walked if I would've known your ass was a mark

In the dark on the side of the fence, a 37th a heaven sent lesson

Don't fuck wit a busta who's so full of shit his test are swell

Actin **** who won't audition for the part of a felon (Stop)

Muthafuckas who don't understand they fear as well as adrenaline

That's what had me pumped

In the middle of the funk, to mines I'm patched in

See it was colder than Aspen the way I hit him with the mack hand, ready to slay

Wit burners of stock and masks in my momma's beret (Sorry mama)

What you say?

Was the last phrase displayed before **** got laid down

And that one was mislaid

Then my patna pulled his mask off and pulled out the switch

Blade, what the fuck?

He looked me in my eyes and said he gotta get cut

I felt that shit in my gut

Fuck, I don't wanna be stuck underground but I'm here now

The final thrill

Tryna pump yourself up so you can try and kill

Tryna prove you a rider but to yourself you're lyin still

If all you cats out there takin the vagina pills

Explore yourself instead of tryna find a final thrill

Tryna pump yourself up so you can try and kill

Tryna prove you a rider but to yourself you're lyin still

If all you cats out there takin the vagina pills

Explore yourself instead of tryna find a final thrill

Now you (You!)

You wanna threaten me over a trick ass trick

You be tryna kill me if you be havin a thick ass wish to lick

You wanna empty a clip in me, press your bitch, jump shit

All in front of you on my lap, now how about that?

This your wife, you ain't sayin shit but you wanna attack

But you ain't gone let me see that

But your broad do in a nightgown makin sure I see cat (Peekaboo)

But I never bite in light of the fact you're emotionally inclined

And she got you wrapped up like nerves around her spine

I keep this in mind

Lookin for the day you decide to resign (Yeah)

Cause the final thrill for me is to change your mind and watch you recline

Yeah the one that called my page you know what I'm sayin'

The final thrill, punk

Tryna pump yourself up so you can try and kill

Tryna prove you a rider but to yourself you're lyin still

If all you cats out there takin the vagina pills

Explore yourself instead of tryna find a final thrill

Tryna pump yourself up so you can try and kill

Tryna prove you a rider but to yourself you're lyin still

If all you cats out there takin the vagina pills

Explore yourself instead of tryna find a final thrill