Outtz in da front Young Zee

[Intro: Wu-Tang Clan's "Clan in da Front"]
Clan in da front
Let your feet stomp
Niggas on the left
Brag shit to death
Now hoods on the right
Wild for the night
Punks in the back
Come on and attract to

[Verse 1]
Young is comin' through
The outcome is critical
Beef with me?
The fuck's gotten into you?
Your man must've bought his gun
From Dollar General
I will pop him
And pop his nigga, too
You at Hot '97?
We show up at your interview
Flip you out the women's shoes
Put your ass in the nude
Niggas is bastards
I give 'em the address
Where my bricks and my cash is
My shit in the mattress
I dare you
This warm heat blast
I turn a nigga brains
Into corned beef hash
I pack a blicky
From the 1960
The shit'll turn the Hulk
Back to Bill Bixby
Your project is anal
Your movie gets 10%
On Rotten Tomatoеs
My bars made another rapper quit
Thank God
Hе move to Cape Cod
Now he do break jobs
And paint cars
How you mad at me?
'cause I sell raps and beats
At my haberdashery
For cash and weed
When actually
You rap for free
Stop tagging me
In your post if you a trash MC
Or pray like pastors be
When we catch a zine