There's a lotta motherfuckers out here With a style similar to mine nowadays You know what I mean? Be tryin' to like They infiltrated the camp and now
, I hope you ready for the dirt that's wit it Slap a hoe, snatch a mic! Bein brought to y'all in Black N White (ITS the NEW!) Joe Jackson and Ike, we
Where are all your guns and them teflon vests? We them terror squad boys You should know not to test us Hate it or love it, The Game's on top Now you
[Boots] I used to kick it with a brother named, Moe Moe used to kick it with a brother named, Joe Joe used to kick it with his girlfriend Lateisha Whose
funk "I'm trying, not to lose..." "I'm trying, not to lose my head..." -- Melle Mel (repeat 4X) *** spellings of the names of people in this outro may not
the stomach just like Raheem Cause running with a snitch is not quite my thing I tried to take Buck with me, but he stayed on the scene Guess all I can do now
on the first thing smokin to Atlanta Pulled up at 112 ran up on that black phantom Security hopped out no Joe in here Just Outkast gettin ready for a show in here
started wit the rocks Used to sell 'em to the fiends now I got 'em in my watch (whoa) Two years off the scene heard enough of ya fuckin trash We returned now
're not from Southside Jamaica, Queens They're the boys in blue, and I'm just speaking the truth Yeah we all see the bitch in you Follow me [Chorus] Now
be republican Now I remember I used to be cool till I stopped fillin' out my W-2 Now senators are gettin' hired and your plan against the ghetto backfired So now
Shootin gizm, she ride like a Geo Prism I'm out in Cali, San Bernardino Valley I'm on the hill, not North in Peteskill Big Willie servin, now tell me
no longer free 40% of Americans own a cell phone so they can hear, everything that you say when you ain't home I guess, Michael Jackson was right, "You Are Not
ready for the dirt that's with it Slap a hoe, snatch a mic! Bein brought to y'all in black and in white (IT'S the NEW!) Joe Jackson and Ike, we renegades
, Darwin's, Grimm in the house, lemme hear that shit Na'mean? Uh! Bout to slay those fuckin tracks Here we go, come on! Once upon a time not long ago
fire, you better be cautious Might get shot on the porch of your fortress Now they see it was no one from Port City I run in here and Rick Ross is boss
Oh see, See See Rider Girl see, what you've done Oh, oh, oh See See Rider See what you've done now You've gone away and left me, Lord, now and now the