Pyongyang, You gotta be on time. Motha fucka. Or ima shoot bullets through your ching chang. BING BANG.
You can call me Kim. Time to dial. I'm a mothafucking dangerous child.
Dad gave me a license to kill, a license to il. So stay still, It's time to chill. While I'm piling the bills, you can suck my dill.
You still losin but im still cruisin. Loading gats, staying strapped. I keep my shit packed, M.L.G. I put your head in a shrink wrap. B.I.G.