(Mic check, one-two, one-two)

(I don't write rhymes, nigga, I write checks)

(He couldn't kill a bug if he had his foot on it)

(Now lemme turn this to the judge and throw the book out)

(Let's cue it on the barbie like a motherfuckin' cookout)

(Chef mad flavors)

(Bitches suck the energy, it's like a lifesaver)

(Shave it)

(Round two)

(This time, make sure they're all dead before you leave)

(I'ma get loose like a barbed-wire fence)

(It's the significant, never frivolous, mister)

(It's the)

(And repeat that?)

(Don't compute then I gots to reroute ya)

(Try that again and I'll kill ya)