Freestyle on Stretch & Bobbito Show (31st of August, 1995)
Brothers are rappin like Iraqi soldiers Actin like they crackin boulders When they pack a cap that won't attack a blowfish Always talkin shit, players that rather balk than pitch And often counterfeit, Kings of New York On Mr. Walken's dick You make me sick to my stomach, you don't really want it Riffin like you sniffin coke To scare me but you barely blunted You really done it now you got me mad Morenos be like, "Papi's bad," Makin fakers cocky when I'm droppin math