ALONE

LXST CXNTURY

Ayo, you better flee hops, or get your head flown three blocks

L keep rappers' hearts pumpin' like Reeboks

And every year I gain clout and my name sprouts

Some brothers'd still be virgins if crack never came out

I got the wild style, always been a foul child

My guns go "boom-boom" and your guns go "pow-pow"

I'm known to have a hottie open, I keep the shotty smokin'

Front, and get half the bones in your body broken

And when it comes to gettin' nookie I'm not a rookie

I got girls that make that chick Toni Braxton look like Whoopi

I run with sturdy cliques, I'm never hittin' dirty chicks

Got thirty-five bodies, buddy, don't make it thirty-six