[First Verse (SPM):]    The Dopehouse, got it snowin' in the summer  Drug runner, fuck the "I'ma gonna wanna"  Fast learner, attack like piranhas  My next big hit's called "Hubba, Hubba, Hubba"  I smoke her cuz I love her  Bought a Danny Glover  Now I'm burnin' rubber in somebody Baby Mother  From the gutter diggin' in your trash can  Fuckin' with my niggas it'll be your last dance  I came up off the cut, buyin' 'Lacs and trophy trucks  The only thing I sell is submersible products  My all-white Chucks turn a man into dust  You wanna meet the Devil, ha? You in a bad rush  I'ma keep a smile, I was born the crack child  Got the rap game shinin' up my reptiles  Make your ears ring when I sting like a scorpion  Pronounce him dead by four P.M.  Call me Los Kevorkian    [Chorus (Ayana M.):]    Some do it for the money and fame  He just don't wanna sell no more 'cane  Now his flow is a beautiful thing  S-P-M, he's a bird, he's a plane    [2x]    [Second Verse (SPM):]    In Hillwood, we didn't have many choices  I'm hearin' noises, outside I hear voices  The Coys is a family who didn't have much  Except the love of a single Mother's touch  The lust of money, had me slangin' cane and weed  I was first on the block, and last to leave  Feel the rain as it falls on this, tricky game  Breakin' cane, clear your sinuses, like liquid Dran...  Lift my name against my pain is used  To entertain, a simple thing in every city seems like...  Shit's the same  Born loser, V-12 cruiser  I opened up a store for the common drug user  Thirty-six eggs, come from one chicken  Some of you ain't livin', fuckin' with the unforgiven  I'm wishin' I could hug those dead or in prison  They go to jail or Hell just because it's free admission  MAN!    [Chorus]    [Third Verse (SPM):]    Five on the dot when I hit the crack spot  Thirty slab rocks in a little matchbox  Hoe ass cops hit the cut around seven  Got a fiend on the pipe, and arrested him for resin  Fuckin' pigs want me so bad, they can taste it  But you bitches gonna have to settle for a basehead  Cuz I don't slip, broke quicker than a ship  Wrap a platinum hit, make the police Captain sick  Backstreet legends, the World feel my prescence  I'm the first man to touch it when the dope gets to Texas  You can keep the Lexus cuz I bought two Benzes  On the microphone I broke you off with one sentence  Stay aware for what's out there, I smell hate all in the air  They asked me what my race was, I told them it was player  A very rare breed, almost extinct  The way I walk, the way I think,  The shit I wear, the shit I drink,  The way I stink, I smell like fruity hydroponic  When haters see my car, they turn around and vomit  I'm loco, fuck any player hatin' punto  You ain't got no love for me? I ain't got no love tan poco    [Chorus]