Sittin´ shotgun with a shotgun I´ve been poppin´ Since Master P and Silkk the Shocker had ´em sayin´ uhh We can get it rockin´ it ain´t never been a problem
Fuck boy we ain´t worried about none We can get it done, I´ma be the one Better run Forrest run Forrest run, run for it run for it run You can bring a knife and I´ma bring a gun Pow, wow, I just bought a new house Livin´ up north you can see it from the south Who´s that peepin´ in my window, pow, nobody, nobody now You ain´t talkin´ ´bout me then then nobody counts On top of the mountain, nobody around Fuck the mainstream I´ll remain underground All alone on the throne where the fuck is my crown? Whoa, oh, you ain´t got no soul you fuckers outta control You microwave while I cook on the stove
Y´all Betty Crocker´s I´m cookin´ up dough I´m a goon in this rap shit Y´all lookin´ like food in this rap shit I´m a fool with this rap shit One more album and I´m through with this rap shit What more I gotta do to prove I ain´t number two? Bitch who the fuck are you Writin´ three number one´s you ain´t did shit once I´ma do this shit again just incase you needed proof, ooh I´m sorry Ms. Jackson, I´ve been OutKastin´ Do this for practice, line after line how I´m catchin´ these rappers Way too much talkin´ bitch, where is the action? Bitch I´m just askin´? What the fuck happened? The game ain´t the same so I came did my thing I created the lane now I´m done with this rap shit