Now I'm not the type that gets upset, Try to disrespect folks just to earn respect. But learn this fact: whether white or black, I can't be conquered in my style of rap. For jealousy and envy are dumb ones' tools, So Ricky says nothing, he keeps his cool. Revenge is not a mission that the Ruler's on, Just forgiveness required for the wrong that's done.
Let me spell my name out for you, it's Ricky: R: Ravishing, I: Impress, C: Courageous or Careless, K: for the Kangols which I've got, That I wear everyday and Y: Why not?
And when I smiled, 'Bing!' I almost blinded her. She said, 'Great Scot, are you a thief? Seems like you have a mouth full of gold teeth!' Hahahaha, had to find that funny, So I said, 'No child, I work hard for the money. And calling me a thief? Please...don't even try it, Sit down, eat your slice of pizza, and be quiet.'
Next thing you know, the hoe starts to ill, She says "I love you, Harold" and your name is Will!
And to turn it into rap wasn't too difficult besides just rhymin' the last words of each line.
Wassup dear? Sup babe? What street you by? On 5th Bout to hit the West Side High