Verse 3 lyrics

[Instrumental of "Nuthin' But a "G" Thang" playing]

[Intro]
It's like this and like that and like this
It's like this and like that and like this

[Verse]
I'm the illest rapper to hold a cordless
Patrolling corners, looking for hookers
To punch in the mouth with a roll of quarters
I'm meaner in action than Roscoe beating James Todd Sr. and smackin' his back with vacuum cleaner attachments
I grew up in the wild hood, as a hazardous youth
With a f*cked up childhood that I used as an excuse
And ain't sh*t changed but kept the same mindstate
Since the third time that I failed ninth grade
You probably think that I'm a negative person, don't be so sure of it
I don't promote violence, I just encourage it
I laugh at the sight of death
As I fall down a cement flight of steps
And land inside a bed of spider webs
So throw caution to the wind
You and a friend can jump off of a bridge and if you live, do it again
sh*t, why not? Blow your brain out, I'm blowing mine out
f*ck it, you only live once you might as well die now