I refuse to lose, I rather give these weak dudes the blues
And separate 'em from they jewels, teach 'em don'ts and do's
I raise tools, make crews, make decisions confused
All spectators can say is, "This lil' nigga's a fool"
A short fuse with some loose screws, some unscrewed
Better prove, you niggas pussy as the Moulan Rouge
So who guardin' who?
You know who did you know what to you know where
Goin' 'gainst 'em's too unfair
'Cause everywhere you do a show we got kinfolk there
Now you know I ain't no more now that ten folk there
They ain't powerful as the one at the end of your prayer
Got you runnin' for your life without a minute to spare
Catch you dead to the right and melt the grease in your hair
When I go to war, it's gon' be an indecent affair
Guarantee you nann real nigga breathin'll care
That at your funeral, just your parents and the preacher was there
Hollow television name-dropper reachin' for help
So I ain't gotta say a word, pimp, you beatin' yourself
You gon' get what you deserve for disrespectin' the game
Any nigga with the nerve to say another man name
When that other man ain't even present
And deny it when somebody ask him about it, that nigga's a lame
You like to lie on the mic, hide behind fame
I was a G when I came and that's the way I remain
