[Verse 1] Won my first battle, I ain't never been the same since Now suddenly everything makes sense It's like I can indentify a snake's stench And recognize the fragrance of a fake b**h We got husky investing this stock money Somebody tell Slug I'm not ugly but God loves me I've been blessed, I'm handsome and I have talent too I spit fresh, if you're yappin' then I'ma act a fool I would skip test to get head back in school I had them chicks wet as a ship-wreck, I bagged a few Yeah, I snatched a boo, she had my pants removed Acting like her hands are glued to my family j**els Don't be mad at me... I ain't mad at you! I'm just tryin' to get your a** to understand the truth You got a little liquor in you and an attitude b**h I'll hit ya 'til you get the picture, like a camera crew Flashing on 'em, we use force if we're threatened While you pack a condom as your only source of protection I go to war for the neighborhood, in Portland I'm reppin' It's respect, you would do the same if yours is in question...word *sample scratch* [Verse 2] You know my style, I'm from St. Johns, Portland Try to hold me down but you can't stop Jordan Nah... I'm from a town where they ain't got wardens But them cops rob us that's why we aim Glocks towards 'em People duck down when them straight shots soaring Till they hit the ground like rain drops pouring Unless they hear the sound and it may not warn 'em I just pray God helps the pain stop for 'em It ain't a cakewalk tryin' to make guap scorning On the same block, same bus, same stops touring the city Yeah, recording this history Cause if you ask me, my music is important as any I mean, I don't wanna have to sell piff to them fiends Then see my roller come to a stop, like Christopher Reeves I ain't Superman, just a music fan in a blue sedan Tryin' to get some loot in hand, you know who I am — Tell 'em! *sample scratch*