[Verse]

Niggas too complicated

Mind serrated

Aggravated, industry exaggerated

Orchestrated, overrated, fabricated

Niggas in my hood never graduated

East Atlanta niggas gave gats to babies

Put a different face on like I'm masquerading

Get grrate like a rat if you're acting dangerous

Been too Hell and back with no lacerations

I'm either running with a ball or I'm writing a rap

I stepped in the game and I never looked back

I like to treat my punchlines like I'm planning a sack

I hit 'em from the blindside, that's my plan of attack

Now listen quick

Riddle me this and riddle me that

They're talkin' 'bout

"Ritalin this and Ritalin that"

They're drugged out

Don't give a shit, that's how I react

To dropouts get off my dick

A nigga might snap

Coming from the under the slums

I be running and thundering out of the mud

I be slinging and slunging it

Son of a gun with it

Night might run with it

I never run with a gun

Running your mouth, you get punched in your lung

Talk about me from the slip of the tongue

Seen as a demon might curse at a Nun

Cruella De Vil like 101

Stepped on a crack

I'm a king of the rap

I got what you lack

I carry the game on my back

When I show, hijack

When I blow, get back

You think that I'm wack

I don't really know about that

Never been the type of nigga to shoot at you

Tough a nails cut 'em down to the cuticle

Lesson learned ain't nobody been bulletproof

Flea the scene, all my dogs at your funeral