Verse 1 (T.I.)
Below da Mason-Dixon Line, hey, im da best u gon find...
Bottom line, i ain't humble, cuz n***a its bout time...
Rather grind on da corner, hollin, i got dimes
Rather then know that I'm da best in dis sh** and not shine
Give a f** bout a clique if its not mine
Got rhymes, im da sign of da time, I'm not lieing
n***a plannin on robbin me blind, start tryin
Got sumtin to but a end to 380's and Glock nines
sh** u gotta shoot from ur shoulders, won't fit in holsters
Bid on ur life and force a forclosure..
I can rebuild S.W.A.T.'s all da yay dat i got..
I'm da king it dont matta if i say it or not
It dont matter if da old n***as dont wanna say dat I'm hot..
It dont matter whether my first single was playin or not
n***a i stay right here, never go gold, shoot nine videos, and drop records every year..
All da fake n***as, feel real n***as'll break..
Young, skinny, wit plenty who*es, puttin n***as to play..
Hey talk behind my back, u have me in ur face , wit da PSC in ur safe, while u pee in ur cage!