I'm a chickenhawk huntin' for a chicken
Get paranoid when you hear my Glock clickin'
Speakin' to the punk that's tweakin'
With the bitch-ass styles I hit you like Deacon Jones
House call for Dr. Bones
I'll roll ya up and smoke you like cones
Split the seed and grow you like clones
Don't start me up 'cause I'm not the Rolling Stones