You on that bullshit ain't you? Now, you on that bullshit ain't you? Yeah, yup, yeah, yup Everybody with me, nigga deep I got the 100's big faces like a mongoloid (God forgive me) I'm back on my bullshit They say we smoke, we gon' smoke You say we gon'

Lean wit it, rock wit it! I bounce in the club so the hos call me Rocky Posted in the cut, and I'm lookin' for a blockhead Yup in my white tee I break a bitch back And I keep a big bank Oh I think they like dat Before I leave the house I'm slizzard on

We get ahead, yup, she give me head, damn right With this crazy, crazy world Thank God I'm with my girl You know it ain't right if she ain't by my side Oh I could let you down When you trip, I'll take you anywhere, I take ya Uh, yeah, look Okay I know

Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, I love this bar. It's my kind of place. Puts a big smile on my face. We got winners, we got losers, Chain smokers and boozers. An' we got yuppies, we got bikers, An' we got , thirsty hitchhikers. And the girls next door dress up like

My ego, is big as Heathrow Yup this a lethal, easy as a free throw Yes this negro, is rather lethal You about as lethal, as a mojito Be my amigo, eat my burrito You a fuckin' seagull, up in Francisco I'm up in a Regal, still in my pea coat Murder's what

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 YupYup, yup, yup, yup 'Cause I then disappear with your bitch, yup (Okay)

The best rapper alive (huh, yup) The best rapper alive (huh) Swagger right check, game tight And they goin', R-E-S-P-E-C-T me (who?) And you should, be afraid, be very afraid Fuck with me?

I had to cut lil' mama off, now we back on They think I'm still selling soft like his bag gone I was gone for a minute, now it's back on I'm self made and independent, yup, black on I'm self made and independent, yup we black on

I'm upraised a feeling I can't explain My soul aches still searching is my refrain I, I still believe A lifetime of searching Questioning existence and purpose From the setting sun To the vast expanses Death from birth in reverse

Boom! Boom! Yup, yup, yup, yup Give her the dick, then I zoom (skrr) My niggas walked in with sticks (sticks), my niggas walked in with brooms (brooms) Boom! Boom! (damn) Boom! Boom! (grr) Don't give a fuck 'bout your clique, uh Y'all can get hit with