There goes the Billboard, pull it
And see if I'm still #1 with a bullet
What the fukk do I see?
It looks like the Predator
Is gettin dissed by the editor
Look, the vanilla wafer caper
Is to lynch a nikka on paper
But I'm much too black for the god damn cracker
Huh! Dirty Macker
Even the Guardian Angels got mental
But never seen their ass walking through South Central
Little superhero don't lemme catcha
I fukk around and wetcha
Try to dirty mack me out
Try to take food out my kid's mouth
You're lucky that my people are stronger than your evil
Or your ass would got the heave-ho
Out the do, the 187 tag's still on your toe
So act like you know
That nikka that's known to jack
Devils in little red hats
Motherfukkin dirty macks