[Verse] Check Aight Part time Citizen Menace to my city Getting pissed off and yet again I'm still not feeling this The real problem is That I got a bunch of dweebs for some f**ing friends I dare you try to pop b**h it's 6 hundred 66 of soldiers on the block And we ready willing and able We launching out them missiles And you couldn't stop us Even if you brought a god with you You can give a shot and come see us I got non believers Running with a n***a like they wide receivers Night creepers Creeping through the dark Like they Mickael Pietrus Circle tight, for squares to come between us Like some slice of pizzas They like "Yo lah Wha**up with the 6?" I'm like