Naw mayne I'm not Blood deep or Crip deep, six feet a click deep   How deep this deep, Nine Milli' clip deep   With this heat a body builder, turn into a pip-squeak   They turn to vegetarians, they don't wanna end up mince meat   You'll see, where the mortuary is at I know you miss me    Snatch the gat plat, and lyrically wreck that ass officially    I see you live in fairy tales, niggaz better switch beefs    I'll have the tooth fairy, choke his ass up out of his sleep    Problem with Chamillionaire, but do they mention any name    Hell naw you scarecrow, just try your best to be brave    Got a Smith-N-Wesson, but we know that you gon behave    On safety, you Locksmith like you could get a key made    All up on the thang, like lil' girls turn to teenage    You're really a bunch of hoes, like 6th street at Texas Relays    Ohio to Chicago, I got niggaz in them PJ's    Bully skinny, but the armstrong like he was BJ's    I hear these rapping niggaz, but believe I'm not a fan of it    I'm here to rid the rap game, of all of it's contaminants    I'm better than the average, I want her I could have the chick    Doing the same pose, as Paris Hilton in them camera flicks    The mathematics get big, cause I'm demanding it    Raping the rap game, while these other suckas is romancing it    Ain't worried about it's feelings, they don't wanna take a chance with it    Kissing up to the game, with rose pedals and a candle lit       (*talking*)       Yo, what up world this the O.G. Ron C    And you know how we do it, big Texas style mayne    Chopping niggaz up, not slopping niggaz up    I'm up in the motherfucking lab, and we doing it like this    We told you motherfuckers, to step the fuck back    Let these real G's through, we here now mayne    You know I'm saying, Chamillitary like my nigga Koop would say mayne    Put that up in your motherfucking mouth mayne