[Intro] Riley Freeman, 'The Boondocks'

Look, fuck you, fuck the plane you flew in on, fuck them shoes, fuck those socks with the belt on it, fuck your **** accent, fuck them cheap-ass cigars, fuck your yuck-mouth teeth, fuck your hairpiece, fuck your chocolate, fuck Guy Ritchie, fuck Prince William, fuck the Queen. This is America. My president is black and my Lambo is blue, nigga. Now, get the fuck out my hotel room and if I see you in the street, I'm slapping the shit out of you

[Chorus]

Tellin' the truth

Lettin' it loose

My shit is as tight as a noose, g'damn

Bitch you confused

You ain't the new

Need you to show me the proof

[Verse 1]

Show me the proof

I need the facts

You bottle them up while you cap

Nigga's been asking for features, and shit, and they

Wastin' my time, so I'm takin' it back

Flippin' the script on these nigga's

Turnin' the pages

This shit is outrageous

They're askin' me how much I'm makin'

From raisin' these kids to be great

Like I'm gon' throw these bills in they face

I got a shorty, she all in my phone

Askin' me when I'll come over

I told her to hold up, she said she gon' wait

This is my lucky day, like I found me a clover

Back with avengence I'm on [?] shit

So I been reckless, protectin' me head

Now I'm steppin' up on my defenses

I'm beating my chest, and I'm sending these niggas a message

I swear that I'm-

[Chorus]

Tellin' the truth

Lettin' it loose

My shit is as tight as a noose, g'damn

Bitch you confused

You ain't the new

Need you to show me the proof

[Verse 2]

If I tell the truth and I'm sending it through

When I step in the booth and your clout has been drownin'

Man that shit been waning like Bruce

Put a tie around your neck like a noose

And just hang up the ice

Hang up the sprite

Punch out the clock

Man you done for the night

All of my life I've put on to the lines

All of your life you've been off of them lines

I ain't ever

Slowed down for nigga's

My whole sound for nigga's

Who in the back of the [?]

Kickin' raps to they nigga's

They want to the power

Kickin' raps to these nigga's

They tryna' blow up like Galaxy Batteries

Samsung, stay with me

I'm a chief in this shit and I got the recipe

Catch a concussion if these nigga's go head to head with me

Pull up all black, got 'em lookin' in the sky

'Cause a nigga bring the thunder like I'm hoopin' in the Chesapeake

[Chorus]

Tellin' the truth

Lettin' it loose

My shit is as tight as a noose, g'damn

Bitch you confused

You ain't the new

Need you to show me the proof