Say K, are we gon' lay up back?
Kick this b**h raw, you heard me
Like some of that ol' [Incomprehensible] sh**
Microphone check, check, check one
Microphone check, check, check two
Microphone check, check, check three
Microphone check, check, check four
What y'all n***as wanna do, how y'all gon' do it?
Check, check one, kick this sh** raw
Y'all know me
They say that's the n***a, that's the n***a
That's the n***a, that's the n***a
That's the n***a, that's the n***a
That's the n***a, that's the n***a
Turn your hands towards your a** an' say bye bye
From the South side, South side, puff ya ya ya
Nothin' but the fire ya
Eardrums snatchin', champion, cheap rhyme busters
'Til the day I die
I say I lie
b**h, I'll be f**in' on your grave singin', Ay la ba
I throw 'em off, I'm two scoops from coo coo
I swoosh through your fruit loops, poo poo in your Fubu
Y'all n***as remember what happened to that mosquito
Stop your water, turn off your gas, cut off your lights
Move you out, cut your gra**, watch your kids, f** your wife
Like a bacon, egg an' cheese sandwich, I'm good
Mmm, like syrup on the biscuit an' orange juice [Incomprehensible]
Come an' let me take you by the hand an' walk ya
I'm the thief in the night that slide your drawers off ya
Watch where ya steppin', I'm a verbal weapon
Bring more pain then when John Wayne came on old westerns
What is the actual f**in' meanin'?
I come in this b**h without leavin', this b**h that think we leanin'
It's been like that since way back
I used to rock eight tracks before I rocked eight decks
Concepts goin', stay fat, concerts goin', stay packed
Ownership's goin', stay black, n***a, this is payback
I scrape ya somethin' crawlin' to establishment
Now I'm Country Club livin' from the scribble, scrabblin' my talent
Proper, proper droppin' somethin' decent
Y'all n***as is as f**ed up as Santa Clause for Easter
I'm a keep comin' as long as KLC keep drummin'
An' the only way to stop me is call the people for me
f** them people, I'll f** over you if I have to
That's the n***a, that's that ba*tard
That's the n***a, that's the n***a
That's the n***a, that's the n***a
That's the n***a, that's the n***a
That's the n***a, that's the n***a
That's the n***a, that's the n***a
That's the n***a, that's the n***a
That's the n***a, that's the n***a
That's the n***a, that's that ba*tard
I'm that n***a, I'm that the n***a
I'm that n***a, I'm that the n***a
I'm that n***a, I'm that the n***a
I'm that n***a, I'm that the n***a
Who that with that say they can't sell, boy?
They from third ward, I'm from 12th ward
For y'all [Incomprehensible]
The guitars on these boys an' get down an' go off
All sides get high when they ride to my words
They mine an' they high when I'm live in concert
f** who you bringin', just ain't no show [Incomprehensible]
I don't need nine or ten pack
Of n***as rappin' with me, I'm independent
Make frontin', stuntin' n***as lose their stomach
They lose their clout, they lose their cool
An' after I come in this b**h, they lose their woman
Hello Ghetto Fabulous an' big mansions an' fine fabrics
Like a man, my money an' my p**y come automatic
You don't wanna status with a hardcore rhyme fanatic
Full speed dead at it, vocabulary acrobatic
That's him, that's that rapper
That's the man, that's the n***a, that's that ba*tard
That's the n***a, that's the n***a
That's the n***a, that's the n***a
What is the actually f**in' meanin'?