(Choir music plays) Demonic voice. Get out..Get out! You can't be in here. You have to get out. I emplore you Please. Please. Your all going to die down here... (static high pitch). (Timbaland). It's life or death. either one. the king is back. take head and run. i piss and take a shit on ur beat for fun. i killed the game. I aint even use a gun. who better than me. don't make me laugh. I run this shit they just chase my ass. I aint talkin shit nigga. just tellin the facts. i think all the tracks im hearin from niggas is whack. i be hearin these niggas. what they say in they rhymes. i took my spot nobody gave me mine. i make the beats that Boom Boom Boom! in they trunk. u disagree homie then go on and jump. u can bump ur gum. and talk all u want. thats all u gon do cuz yall niggas is punks. im number one you aint number shit. when they need a hit im who they gon' and get. talk to me. (chorus). if you got love for me i got love for you. if you dont fuck wit me i dont fuck wichu. we can do it howeva u wanna do. nigga if u dont fuck wit me i wont fuck wit u. gon' headkill yourself kill yourself kill yourself. gon kill yourself kill your self kill yourself. If i was you i would kill myself gon kill your self kill your self. kill your self gon kill yourself kill your self kill your self. If i was you i would kill myself. Im tired of niggas. niggas is tired. u aint a G. . i see bitch in ur eyes. if u close to me. u suposed to be. but most of u rap niggas is hoes to me. wherever u from. the question i ask. is do u think i give a fuck. riddle me that. cuz in my hood and u jump into hell and back. this industry shit to hell wit that. i seen em come i seen em go. i doubt if u can show me sum'in i aint seen before. who suposed to be in charge? i need to know. when i shake ur hand ima step on ur toe. go getcha gun go getcha click. imma be rite here chillin wit yo bitch. you mad at me cuz im gettin rich. well put the pistol to ur head and empty the clip. (Chorus). see my heart. feel my pain. some of dese stars some is lames. how they follow little trends to get they famne. i aint snappin my dam fingers to get in the game. u claim u rich. show me son. if u got so many dollas then loan me one. fools think they killas they own a gun. when u no u bout as sweet as a honey bun. trashy broads behind a bar. like you dat dude frontin hard. vip bands dont make u a star. like we really still dont no who the fuck u are. dont talk behind my back just call my nigga. move my heart to the side. make room to forgive ya. if u still wanna hang. we'll come to get ya. put the rope around ur neck and jump my nigga!. (Demonic Voice). Your all going to die down here. get out get out. you cant be in here. your all going to die down here. (drop in beat with telephone ring and choir backround)