Butterfly

Aye, aye the idiotic kid's back

Ready to attack, ready to put two macks to your back

Ain't no fussin when I start bustin

Lyrically cussin, why Jay Dee's want production

Go to 212 to see my friends

Too many Heineken's, the whole crews fightin to get in

I'm lookin around to see who want it

I wanna get blunted but only got a dollar on it

The rude boys is frontin, legends is pumpin

Bella is jumpin, the heat is like shh...bumpin

Ready or not rap world here I come

Comin to every battle screamin out, "Who want some"

Lyrical warfare for MC's who step

Caution watch your step or I'll destroy your rep

Lookin for the crews that cause a threat

We ain't ballers yet, we ain't passin no moet

I'm playin in between the sheets in my jeep

Lookin for the freak with the big butt cheeks

No disrespect throw your hands up

Yeah, grab your girl tell her, put her hands up

Throw your hands in the air

Put your blunts in the sky

Grab a cutiepie

And do the butterfly

Cruisin down the Ave, just to hit a spot

I got a fat girl on my jock

I'm a tell you why I'm the king and you're a pion

See what's happenin your whole style is a rewind

Whack MCs will get verbally shot

Cause ain't no style like the style I got

I'm the idiotic kid that they call Bizarre

Get kick out at topless bars because I went too far

Don't try to roll if you're a beginner roll a rookie

Forget the blunts kid we high off weed-cookies

Buddha sets represent the mid-west

And I can penetrate trough vest

Leaving a whole lot of mess

Three millers and a blunt, boy I'm too high

Just cause I'm a big guy don't mean I can't butterfly

My crew's gettin wasted in Noah's Arc

I'm in the back of the club smokin blunts with Sonya Burnheart

Don't matter if your big short or tall

Kick your game and give your girl a call

The nights over kid, I'm still gettin splifted

Keith Murray dropped the half off the set get lifted