I don't even understand how the fuck my plug talk (huh? what, what?) Pick him up in a space coupe, I don't let my plug walk (skrrt, pull up in a space coupe) New freak, had to cut my other lil' bitch off (ooh, ooh, lil' bitch) Fifty K, you could come and

You can get jacked, like a cactus (Yeah) What is you smoking? Cat piss I'm at the five, Saks Fifth (Yeah), huh I plead the five 'cause I am no snitch (Yeah) After that say hocus pocus Yup, yup, yup, yup 'Cause I then disappear with your bitch, yup (Okay)

This is the Invasion! The Evil Genius Green Lantern! Immortal Technique, "The 3rd World" (It's on now motherfucker - ha ha, drop) You ain't got the right to bear arms, huh? Sometimes you might have to brandish a motherfuckin firearm (Lick shots, lick

I see a lot of man let their jealousy creep in Watch who you eat with, the girls that you sleep with Watch who you talk with, walk with, speak with The first to the motives, and last to the meetings Huh, Huh, all I know is how to work bruv Start off as a

We're untouchable Uhh (huh) yeah, it is what it is Yah mean? We untouchable baby I keep my song in my soul Blessed my heart and made it go Tops of our heads to tips of our toes Everyday the sun'll shine

These haters feelin' slighted 'Cause they know it's different prices, huh, huh It's the night This the night, (This the night, this the night) This the night My jewelry shinin’ bright This the night, huh We ain't come to play Yeah, my bitch she came to

I'm the mack, I'm the mack I'm the mack, I'm the mack (Yeah) I'm the mack, I'm the mack (Skeet) Minor setbacks for major comebacks, yeah (Ooh) Baby, have a talk with your son That nigga lookin' like a sack, huh (Bitch) I'm the mack, I'm the mack (Mack)

Teach you how to be a boss (boss), top dropped off (skrrt) Motherfuck the fame, I done came to the vault (for what) You a little man (little, huh) Your money getting shorter (shorter) My bitch from 'cross the water (bitch) Teach you how to count it

Every lie you tell comes true (true) But I still wanna be with you (you) I blame it on you (yeah) Bad boy make a bad girl, bad boy make a bad girl I blame it on you, I blame it on you You, I blame it on you, I blame it on you Uh-huh, so good, but I know

Some girls start crying, some girliez run away I'm like 'huh what the fuck man okay' Just relax yourself baby, its gonna be okay It's not my fault I was born dis way I'm an african come on girl you know whats up This big motherfuckin dick is whats up