[Intro: DJ Tag]

Turn your radios up!

DJ $crim, let's go (Let's go!)

This a $crim beat

[Verse 1: K. Gotti]

[Verse 2: Oddy Nuff]

Gotti told me, "Light 'em up!"

Thought he meant the J's Lil Gage was fucking piling up

Now I'm high as fuck

Fuck

Now I can't tell who's my enemies

Good thing I got ten of these felonies caused by my separate identities

Sending me to the loony bin again I sin with no penalties (Uh)

Kick it like a fucking centipede (Uh)

Creeping crawling with no remedy

I'll piss on your fucking centerpiece, hoe