That boy ain't nothing but trouble

Take that I break their shackles

Make them gasp and face the facts

Got Haezer tracks I laced with crack for basic cats to play it back

Up and Adam

I am up and at 'em

Up like an atom bouncing off matter

Something so gangsta

With no bang bang

Just an mc doin' his damn thang

I'm trouble

I'm trouble

I'm problems

I'm problems

I'm trouble

I'm trouble

I'm problems

Fuck you know like T so awesome

Body bag beats no coffins

Border line sick I am coughing

Sorta like mixing pills with Smirnoff Vodka, appealing

I am waking a tight rope

Between white folks And blacks like Michael

Like what what you gone call what I write though

Old school fat boy on lipo

Still mop the floor with anybody out tho'

Go psycho on pretenders of the title

And show you A king like Laudo

Thought I told you kids that I am trouble

Problems, clowns in Gotham blow shit up go call the bomb squad

And everybody actin' so hard

Until T from the V show up

Take that I break their shackles

Make them gasp and face the facts

Got Haezer tracks I laced with crack for basic cats to play it back

Up and Adam

I am up and at 'em

Up like an atom bouncing off matter

Something so gangsta

With no bang bang

Just an mc doing his damn thang

I'm trouble

I'm trouble

I'm problems

I'm problems

I'm trouble

I'm trouble

I'm problems

I'm problems

Still mop the floor with anybody out tho'

Go psycho on pretenders of the title

And show you A king like Laudo

Thought I told you kids that I am trouble

Problems, clowns in Gotham blow shit up go call the bomb squad

And everybody actin' so hard

Until T from the V show up

I'm trouble

I'm trouble

I'm problems

I'm problems

I'm trouble

I'm trouble

I'm problems

I'm problems

I'm trouble

I'm trouble

I'm trouble

I'm trouble

I'm trouble

I'm trouble

I'm trouble

I'm trouble

That boy ain't nothing but trouble

That boy

That boy

That boy

That boy ain't nothing but trouble

That boy

That boy

That boy

That boy ain't nothing but trouble