(Billy - "All these rappers keep talking the same sh**. Well, here's my story…")
(V1)
Drew my sword upon the scent of a serpent's breathe
Cause all you do is fight when faced with certain d**h
Burned down a circus tent blunt in a milli-sec
You could say that "I am the sh**" until the curb is swept
I'mma learn my steps, and i'mma earn my rep
Try to tell me who's the greatest, haven't heard 'em yet
And the docs making meds haven't cured us yet
Popping percocets, the ones I haven't purchased yet
So consider this an urgent threat
There's no hope when you trade in scope your a bayonet
They out scoping, hoping to repay they're debts
We out croaking, getting smoked by our cigarettes
(Chorus)
Same old story, your rhymes hot but they just not for me
You know, that same old story, your rhymes don't scare they bore me… (2x)
(V2)
Look how we grew up, screwed up, chewed up, spit out
Trying to get our loot up, book 'em at even cookouts
I blew out every speaker on the block
And learned if you wanna act BIG, well you might get PAC'd
It's no surprise, I've arrived at the top of your list
Must want my props, with no rocks on my wrist
So take what you want, you'll never get my spect dude
Cause the real recognize where respects due
Quite foul maybe I should get a tech too
sh**ting on rappers like spitting rhymes in a rest room
Never mind how the best do it
I've seen the rest try to impress, but I'm not stupid
And fair enough, if it's your life then just do it
But I never trust a man who turns his back to face the music
So, let's do this, I'm not to be taking lightly
B-I-double L-Y - C no other rappers like me…
(Chorus)