Who told you, mamason, that hip hop
is a place for those who is always on the top
of this fashion race, where it's hip to hop
from one trend to another and you don't stop
Shake that [bad word]  yo, you feel it sonny?
You're [bad word] in that [bad word] by the industry of makin money
Ain't it funny? I don't know honey
I just bring surprises like the eastern bunny
You're full of their [bad word] and still want some [bad word] more
Fake tales about [bad word]  gunz, money and whores
Gang wars, while kids shoot each other at their doors,
Your money got spent by the record label [bad word] Buy more! Support that ignorant [bad word] 
Violence and ism, hate and greed
Don't listen to me homie, better smoke more weed
You pretend you're gangster but I think you're an emo kid

And all your puny battles are the battles of mice
And all you midget beef is a pack of sorry lies
And all your so called homiez is a bunch of toilet flies
Take a one way ticket to the [bad word] paradise

Home grown gangster straight outta the fraternity
If your mom knows you'll be grounded for eternity [bad word] you and your crew and your jock friends too
With real hip hop you got nothin to do
While driving in your daddy's car Pumpin RnB [bad word] On your way to the club you dancin piece of fat meat
Oh no, I'm scared! it's a gangster from the mall,
Paper Pimps Crew soldiers! I need to make a call
to the circus, so they take you back
Step back [bad word] [bad word] whack, whack,
wack, [bad word]  [bad word] Wanna be a gangster
Lookin at you is more funny than Dexter's Lab
To wake up you need a [bad word] slap
Your rhymes can kill a man cause they make him laugh to death
Hahahaha your brain is so far
Let's play who wanna be a rap-superstar

And all your puny battles are the battles of mice
And all you midget beef is a pack of sorry lies
And all your so called homiez is a bunch of toilet flies
Take a one way ticket to the [bad word] paradise