Skaleaton, Skaleaton, Skaleaton, Skaleaton
B-B-Beatin down your block, with that new shit 
B-Beeper on my hip, money Im gon get 
T-Treat me like the reaper, cause I never miss
Itd be che-cheaper to kill yourself and just save me a trip
Ive got no reason to make a scene, but best believe I will
Commit treason against the team and get your blood spilt
Get your head split
Get your mind right
Raise out and hit the town until the nighttime, I ride
Baby Ive been thinkin Ima fall right down
Without you by my side my life is over now
Ima ride, Ima slide, in the candy paint
Ima dip my dope in the kerosene
No trip 
Ima sip 
Ima shake the game and watch em all flip 
Get a grip 
Bass kick 
That bitch you said you love she, she on my dick
What?
???
Give me that”
“Don’t shoot!”
Don’t shoot?! You stupid, ignorant son of a bitch, dumb bastard. Jesus Christ Ive met some dumb bastards in my time but you outdo them all! Get over here