[Verse 1: Explicheat] From my streetz,it's da name of explicheat It's da master of the low key,explicit cheat,explicheat sh** [?] I was rapping since the school of the little infants [?] Witta richa fooling me,I throw up my middle fingers I come back to my house:it's my neighbourhood way I'm strapped with a AK and not afraid,low lay [?] With my homie Wigle,Cuzzi,Ritzhouse,Skeet and XYZ Now we gotta label studio on the street,n***as can't see me [?] Down the streets of my neighbourhood: "n***a what?" My n***a writes "f** Da System's On",Clean the wall!! Don't fall in a circle like two mirrors You'll run from the cops!Yo,they think they're some heroes [?] It's the crazy Explicheat n***a witta Glock,Uhh I met my G's and we shot the new top [?] The old Zoom buncha,they're selling me another bud Another street of my G's and my n***as open fire