"Then he told me suck his meat I peeled that dude, and you see I tried to chill my dude, then I looked at his son and said listen little man I know you might try to kill me when you get bigger man, shyt but you see what just happened to your daddy? same thing will happen to you you try to get at me."
Uncle Murda raps pretty much exclusively grimy shyt.
"Walked in his house, smackin' him up, "what you talkin' about?" he said
shut-up nikka! knocked him in his head with the chrome
never thought I'd be in his home
with his wife taped up for my nikkas to bone
fukkin' with me, you should've known
I'll have 'em write "stupid nikka" on your tombstone
what money would do, get you hit for less than a G
for threatenin' me
I'm'a do it myself, take you to Hell, this ones for free
killin' you nikkas with nothin'
left him dead, engine runnin'
you the only I'm makin' sure that gets whats comin'
look at your Woman, anal ripped out, its your fault
they gang banged your bytch out in your face and you saw it
but before I let you have it I'm searchin' your crib
for pictures of relatives, addresses of where they live
shyt like that, incase somebody wanna strike back" - The King