im bigga than the thrilla in manilla, all ya pussy mothafuckas hatin cause i rap

and im vanilla, not a one of ya sucka mothafuckas realer, reapers a cap peela aint
no otha iller, no otha chiller, blow up like michael jacksons thriller,
then everybody down to ride before ya made it all they did was hide, now im paid
sucka friendship denied, god forgives? naw nigga they lied, like your career
already died, all my niggas ready to ride, puttin in work, in the streets doin that
dirt, and if ya step nigga ya get ya feelings hurt, its very suspenseful but im
very dispenseful, talk about cash pull my hands from my pockets with fistfuls, pull
on our chains we gettin vicious like some pitbulls