[Chorus 2X: Lil' Fame (Billy Danze)
It's them Background Niggaz, back down niggas
Murda-ma-murda nigga (kill 'em, nigga, kill 'em)
Leave them slumped back, feel 'em, young cats peel 'em
Murda-ma-murda nigga (kill 'em, nigga, kill 'em)
[Lil' Fame]
Live from the underworld
It's Fizzy Womack ten bitch
And I ain't yappin, I'm clappin
Your ain't a murderer, start walkin 'fore I blast
Cuz your breath smell like shit, from talkin our ya ass
Hold that, (down) it's the invisible Brownsvillain
That stand up on fertile ground (make 'em leave)
I try ta (when I spit) I got 'em (best believe)
I shot 'em, make 'em shit rock bottom
You started some shit, see ya, wouldn't wanna be ya
Now you sellin up shit, creaks floatin in diarrhea
Home skillet, you way outta my past
It's 7:25 and I'm 5 minutes from wiggin out on ya ass
7:30 in the face, crazy ass nigga
Fuck money, I want your life, and you gon pay me fast nigga
Watch the guns cock, pop, Brooklyn style
