[Verse 1]: My whole sh** is real for everyday will be the last when you crumble/Get murdered from the rumble when I blast n***a struggle/My n***as come in every spot, full of bad n***as man I don't care, hustle in gears/We all share for the one talent, they gonna break off for throwing up for all around us/So now I take off these n***as was ill chasing others while police chasing brothers/These n***as got loose while I'm make it to stop us, n***a you watch us, I blew the bomb with all the choppers/I make a little rock so I become the only rockers, the runners/Wannabe real n***a the man-hunter, thinking I can hold my Glock then I will blast em/I leaving the gun don't even worry about ya'll, I can't believe for all that back sh**, your face was backwards/KB the leader of the street corner, grabbing my tec out the dresser, police have me under pressure/
[Verse 2]: Yo, they call me villain, not a legal type of n***a/My best think to carry on to make a street figure/I made it from the owners, rolling up request, when detect I never learned to mess and guess/n***a walking from the block when I switch my gat, don't commit in sins so your face been crack/I only rap without the razor keep it under his mouth/Never a dropout, never like a sh** since day one/Life is the sh** distress dumb n***as with one gun/k**ing for all my enemies my action is mad stunt/The verbalizer, equalizer, the motivator/What type of motherf**a be pissing the elevator/Sometime the rap game is thinking of the dope game, heading for the alley when I sell some gold chains/Now I looking at when I bust some tips/Fly new girls, Air Jordan, gold chains and tecs/
[Verse 3]: No doubt I got my stack in effect what you talking about/Before the BSB conflict with Raheem, around the time Rocksteady Posse didn't like me/I need to wake up in the morning see my crew from the spot, everywhere in different planets got me running from blocks/If it wasn't hanging out right at the mountain top, we coming for only factory breaking and stop/Nowadays, I need the red in a flash just the like the others man/Motherf**a gosh, let me see them hundred grand/f** with the next one forget being the better man, when I hitting top bottom, you be calling me Uncle Sam/To others crew will get shot too, With TJ the fly kid, Geronimo, Big Bear cooks for blow/Homey'll you chop it, n***a you stop the prophet/My legal in the streets but I can really try to copy/Is your mind on d**, to all fly girls and thugs, nuff respect from the ghetto, I'm ghost, one love/