[Verse 1]

That's the sound of the man, cockin’ that thang - that thaaaang

That's the sound of the man, clappin' that thang - thaaang

{verse1} Yo, in my hood we was taught not to say who shot ya

See the flash, you heard the shot, you feel the burnin’, I got ya

Say a prayer for me if you care for me cuz I'm on the edge

I'm finna put a shell in a nigga head

I rock a lot of ice, I dare you to scheme on it

The fifth got a rubber grip and a beam on it

Homie that took the hit on me couldn´t shoot

They say I'm skinny now, but I look big in the coupe-dee

My cuzin Uzi out in L.A. we trippin through the sets again

Got shot the fuck up tryin' to rob the wrong Mexicans

I write my lifestyle, y'all niggas is cheaters

Your lines come from feds, felons and don diva

Oh you the black hand of death, then why your name ain't preacher

If you a pimp like ken, why the hoes don't treat ya

If you wanna ball like Kirk, now shorty let me teach ya

This flow’s God sent, it’s bound to reach ya

[Hook]

Problem child, I'm familiar with problems

I know how to solve em

Semi-automatic, luger tray, revolve em

Shoot em up, rob em

In the hood we starvin, you don’t want problems

Problem child

[Bridge]

And why can't you be man enough

To tell me where you're comin' from

{Verse2}

They say you can never repay the price for takin’ a man's life

I'm in debt with Christ, I done did that twice

I'm nice, y'all niggas can't hang wit fifty

Blaaat, y'all niggas can't bang wit fifty

For evey bar in the rhyme, there's a shell and a nine

For every stone in the cross, there's a bitch I tossed

See the wounds in my skin they from a war of course

You can check C-N-N for the 'War Report'

See the drama got me ridin' with a sawed-off shottie

Catch you at the light, I blow ya ass off the Ducati

Man, niggas ain't gon' do me like Sammy did Gotti

I do it myself, I don't need no help

Give me a knife, I'll get rid of your neighborhood bully

Give me a minute, I'll take a fuckin' car with a pully

See the hood is the deepest stole my innocence young

Niggas jumped me cuz they couldn't beat me one-on-one

[Hook]

[Bridge]

{Verse 3}

I must've broke a mirror at three and had bad luck for seven

Cuz pops slid, mommy died before I turned eleven

This cities split 'posed to let black cats cross your path

The footprints in the sand is Satan carryin' your ass

I got 'God Understand Me' tattooed in my skin

When I die, come back, I'ma tattoo it again

I'm the young buck that let the gun buck

Roll the window down and say: whats up, niggas get ready to duck'

My heart is a house homie, fear don't live here

Nigga believe me when I say I don´t care

Muslims mix a lot, God studied they lessons

Even when my luck's hard I still count my blessings

See that look in my eye, ya betta keep on steppin'

Spent time on my cell floor, to sharpen my weapon

If you pussy I'ma smell you when you come around here

Them boys in Pelican Bay couldn't live in my tier

[Hook]