[Intro: DJ Tag]
Turn your radios up!
DJ $crim, let's go (Let's go!)
This a $crim beat

[Verse 1: K. Gotti]

[Verse 2: Oddy Nuff]
Gotti told me, "Light 'em up!"
Thought he meant the J's Lil Gage was fucking piling up
Now I'm high as fuck
Fuck
Now I can't tell who's my enemies
Good thing I got ten of these felonies caused by my separate identities
Sending me to the loony bin again I sin with no penalties (Uh)
Kick it like a fucking centipede (Uh)
Creeping crawling with no remedy
I'll piss on your fucking centerpiece, hoe