(Kane)
Sometimes I wake up
Early in the morning bake up
Wipe my dick
Some b**hes may have left they make up
I'm who what why and where
Triple x I love it when my fingers running through her hair
Hold up hold up
Slow it down a minute
I had to make it linger so you know im not finished
Chopping up the beat like A B C
Throw In a book
Because n***as won't read
(Fatheaddebaser)
I had a deadly meeting with meeting with leather face
I stared at his ugly face until he fell out of place
Sleeping quietly under my bed
I knew he wanted war
Then I heard the squeaking under the floor board
I crept
Out peeking out until the light
All I say was white and I was thinking that sh** is not right
My teeth are all the chatter
My knees are steady knocking
My vocal cords said it all froze
Then I heard some talking
(Kane)
I built this sh** from the f**ing ground up
Tribal x I just had to put my team up
I don't shoot I write rhymes I k** beats murder flows I get bread
(Together)
And that's how the story goes
(Fat)
Tribe x my kin folk
(Kane)
k** a n***a no pistol
(Fat)
f** around get burned off
(Kane)
Craig and Smokey get wormed off
(Fat)
Time changing im grown now
Kane is spitting on the phone how?
In my cla** of my own like ruby bridges
We stand a lot with deep ridges
b**h
(Kane)
Yeah