Goretex the young wizard, my life is like a porn set
Drug blizzards, runaway bitches slump dead on my doorstep
Sugar mama's got a crush on Gore
Fist in they ass, twistin’ nipples, suckin' my balls
Tappin' the bush, medium rare was mush
She ain’t happy unless she got pills and the arm in a tush
Sparkin' the kush, leavin' off the strippers like it's welfare
Hip Hop polygamist, I'm killin' shit (We in the mix!)
Haters obsessed, I be swervin' the Benz
My chick's ass is so fuckin’ fat, be hurtin’ her legs
28 cadavers, but I ain't heard from the feds
Uncle Howie opium dens we be repping till death
Stay vacant, you American faggot like Clay Aiken
Cum vacuum, you be dancin’ at raves like AIDS patients
Belly up, we thuggin' it heavy, my goons ready
Your skull's a deli, my guns turn your head to confetti

[Outro]
I said I'll meet you at the doorstep anyday, you know, and somebody will get hurt if you keep playin’ them games, I'm talkin' to you, somebody's gonna get hurt, 'cause this an American war