Gudda Gudda on Dedication 3 (Killed Wayne on this track):

They say powder makes you hyper
Reefer makes you calm
Cigarettes give u cancer
Well wounds make you dull
While I sip the purple harlot
Thick as my sudden drawl
Put me on the ocean floor wit a mermaid wit no draws
They got bats up in the cave
Upside down blood rushing to they head
They reacting off sound as I stand on the mound
Pitchin for the crown
Uptown bound face painted like a clown
Reciting scriptures from the chapters
Proverbs leviticus
Old ass rappers complaining what the business is
‘Bout the state of hip
Soundin like some bitches hop your ass up off a rich nigga dick
Its ridiculous the new school nigga
What you need to do is become a resident
Under the condition
Get your ass up off your ass
And get your ass up on a mission
Become some competition
Like Federer and Nadal
Young money nigga we ball
Like Kobe or Chris Paul
For giving a whack cracker
Still sipping Cristal
Wavin the lifeline
Since lifes a bitch y’all
Raising up the skirts of jezzebels
For no cash like
“bitch give me that ass”
Or pulling up to the lot like
“give me that jag”
No pulling up to the lot like
“give me that lam”
They study me, yeah
They cram like im a final exam
If I hit you in your back
You’ll need a spinal exam
Im something like a rhino or ram
Animal,beast
Irritating you pussies like chlamydia,yeast
YM militia you niggas better retreat
Or be like this beat
R.I.P. deceased