'Stak know case shells go through 'llac doors
still I'm at the redlight like what's up though
it's so sickenin', when I get demeanin' em
and that's not my opinion, I got victims,
crack flow watch how it cover the continent
in a room full of rappers I was always dominate
common sense got me in the spot I'm in see
confidence kept me hear y'all can't touch me
in reality, honestly, I see whiteboy won't respond to me or acknowledge me
that'll put me where I 'spose to be in '03
God was with me, y'all couldn't starve me
Pop a bottle, that was for R&B
that's for anybody on it, er-body who want it
uhh!
the truth hurt don't it
I'll put numbers on your head like that boy on the Omen
saw me, back in Northern California
when I was comin' up we were diein' over Jordans
I look back, see old heads snortin'
and bloodstains, and that's why I moved forward
woodgrain was everything even if it came
at the price of getting caught up and them blowing out your brains
ran hot, handcuffed, screwed and chopped
doin' a bob at a redlight in front of the cops
uhh!
The truth bring pain with it
keep talking I can't hear you for them plain engines
fact is every village got some idiots in it
they play themselves out, we just gotta give a minute
[x2]
Stak sees exactly what's happenin'
I'll fill this club up with sergeants and captains
way too active you think I'm actin'
I just stopped nappin' I'll be right back in
just in the "D" I was headin' to Kansas
meanwhile...you was hitting your mansion
what is life if it comes at the price
of sleepless nights and the pressure of a vice
that's the life momma birthed me into
not something the Interscope turned me into
I am what I am I ain't tryna be
nothin', you ain't gotta put the tool on me
I'm the whole 10, two 5's ten 1's
you washed up and done that's my opinion
unless I can light a fire in your guts
yo Em, I ain't know you sold your nuts, homie
'ey man for real, I'm gettin' like kinda bored doin' this
and if you don't respond, I'm just like gonna use that as like validity to the fact
that you ain't no man, and uh I'm a boss player...you feel what I'm talkin' bout
where'd that beat go
Whiteboy I'ma showstopper a strap popper a sole product [?]
no soap opera, no doctor
no nurses or workers so buy that hearse
this could be the last verse, Stak's worth
uhh!
so I brought agony and pain with me
I ain't tell em nothin' they just think they on a plain with me
till I stood up with that razor and latch
up in the cockpit, and goin' straight in your ass
I know the Midwest hustle, tried it with no boo boo
they'll snatch you out your car and have that right there out on Youtube
little dudes, doin' sons representin' you
doin' what dude they look up to wont do
I ain't no Insane Clown but I'm a damn fool
Jesus died for me and G's'll ride for me
it's not money when dudes on the edge of they seat
they never should of gave so many points to me
I'm the underdog get these exclusives the murder dog
I'm too real for TV, too Hollywood for E
I'm the Jackie Robinson of this industry
the first WB that made them see
I was somethin' like them and they was somethin' like me
this is for everybody, who feel abandoned
'cause that Whiteboy fell off and left ya stranded
uhh!
(wade in the water...)
The truth bring pain with it
keep talking I can't hear you for them plain engines
fact is every village got some idiots in it
they play themselves out, we just gotta give a minute
[x2]
