[Hook] (x8)
Do ya like this? Do ya like this?
Do ya love that? Do ya love that?
[Verse 1]
Ain't worried if ya like this, like this
Cause I know you gon' love that, love that
From the people in the suburbs livin' lavi
To the ones that gotta struggle, where the thugs at? What's that? Suburban trap, who started that? SK-4MC in a starter cap
'Member days I used to sell weed to my corner backs
Running back, linebacker, always had to quarter back (light it up)
Line 'em up, knock 'em down, real beef, knockin' out
Knock, knock a wizard for - the hottest around
Disco inferno, disco in a sauna
Disco and a muzzle with a lot of marijuana
Gre-green on scale, money makin' iguana
Bra-brain on Yale, kin-king, no Princeton
Leave you rappers fenced in, season y'all like Pepperdine
White girls goin' crazy, SK Federline, zugh!
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
A-ain't worried if ya love that, love that sh**
Cause I know you gon' love this, love this shhh
Sneak dissin', I'mma bust back quick
These boys' claims slicker than a n***a's last sh**
I'm bowin' off of my movements now
He's tourin' off of his statements
Ain't went out to cop no LeBron J
Cause I'm witnessing my own greatness
Man, I prophecise my own king sh**
In this jungle, known as a lion
In my matrix, ain't worried 'bout no b**h
I'm rushin' home to save Zion-ism
Vegas is in him, stacks in my denim
On some raps that I perfect, I'm a mack in some linen
Got the crack if you need that, need that
Everywhere SK for, 4 MCs at, love that
[Hook]