[Chorus]

You ain’t got a thing if you ain’t got respect

Seen way too many niggas that sell out for a check

But I won’t (but I won’t)

Ever fold (ever fold)

Running late (running late)

Start the show (start the show)

You ain’t got a thing if you ain’t got respect

Seen way too many niggas that sell out for a check

But I won’t (but I won’t

Ever fold (ever fold)

Running late (running late)

Start the show (123 let’s go)

[Verse 1]

My pride will let me starve before I ask for favors

Pouring out my heart to God and wonder if He hears my prayers

Staying at my auntie crib and won’t come home til’ some weeks later

Sometimes even months but over there where she stay it’s way safer

You could go outside at anytime plus you could trust the neighbors

Ain’t nobody on the block to sell some dope or be a gangsta

All them niggas over there are yearning for some sense of danger

Meanwhile all the niggas where I’m from would die to get a taste of, a taste of

That Napervilla

I be That Nigga

They ask for my name

I’m MJ Scrilla

Stayed on the westside

But I ain’t banging

But I’m a killer

And that ain’t changing

Pursued my education while ignoring the temptations

To let the chopper spit like Triple H did on that apron

My sister ran the streets and I’m just hoping that she make it

Home, while you complaining bout some family vacation

I ain’t never had much

Went to college for like 12 months but I ain’t never have fun

Half the time niggas doing too much

And acting up for the sake of “congratulations I love your sense of humor”

The other half got women that will either spread STD’s or rumors

I am The Lord, no hallelujah

Reserve that for the most high

I recommend you never cross a nigga

You oppose me, you oppose God

Both rule with an iron rod, I mean iron fist

What’s the difference. I know that niggas wish that I did not exist

You thought it was the end of Caesar Season

But you know that I had to reload, I’m off the deep end

And it was only one of me but it was like 3 of them

Now I got way too many primos to get jumped again

We going Mortal Kombat 3 mode, we out for revenge

We really washed all of you niggas so let that sink in

I be with Solo Dolo, and Kayo, and Collin Kozo that CREW shit, the only gang that I represent

[Chorus]

You ain’t got a thing if you ain’t got respect

Seen way too many niggas that sell out for a check

But I won’t (but I won’t)

Ever fold (ever fold)

Running late (running late)

Start the show (start the show)

You ain’t got a thing if you ain’t got respect

Seen way too many niggas that sell out for a check

But I won’t (but I won’t

Ever fold (ever fold)

Running late (running late)

Start the show (123 let’s go)

[Outro]

I think it’s about that time to make someone flatline

You got on my bad side

I hate to break it to you

But you think you bout that life

Because of your rap lines

Ain’t been on no bad side

Don’t mean what you say, do you?

So, please take my advice

And gon’ head and act right

I hope this is the last time

I have to say this to you

Say hello to the bad guy

I never been that nice

So why would you act like

It’s something new to you