Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go      This is an exclusive, it's your death day   We gonna party like it's your death day   Now we bringin' the boys again the boy should win   The stroy is told over and over again   What the fuck is you doped up my whole team toys with tools   I got a combustable notebook and a poison pen   Upon game the boy can scrap flows LeBron James   Like a young man among boys of rap, and he's back   To clean house ( yeah ) so shut the fuck up   Steve Stoute said I was wack he bout to shut the fuck up ( yeah )   How riviting am I? I'm living inside my cynical mind   Spillin' my nine a clumsy killer that's comfy with criminal ties   Really the city is mine   Me and Eminem liek Diddy and Shyne ( So )   We 'bout to put the game in a chicken wang   Regardless your artists are surrounded like a picture frame ( and I )   Can look in the future and see better days   Im a gangsta twenty-four hours and seven days   And YES is my mentality you want beef with us   YES is our mentality YES   It's your death day   We gonna party like it's your death day   You want beef with 5'9'' it's your death day   You wanna get slapped right now it's your death day   I want just slap ya I'll shot ya after   Who's the sickest rapper?   It's your death day ( yeah )   Exclusive   Only for my niggaz   Holla Back