(Um, it's a good time to say "holy smokes!")
You know it's Schemaboys to the m**g grave, b**h
Sxmpra stay the same, and you know I never take s**t
I don't talk about it, I just spit and let the bass hit
You don't really wanna be the one to have to run up, turn and face it
P**y m**r really wanna be the one to pull up on a brother
Wait a minute, better stand back
I'ma be the one to get a m**r jumpin' to the bass, let it rip so quick, who that?
Do it alone, now gimme the bone, I'm takin' 'em on
When I pop off, let 'em fall flat
Let a man swang with a baseball bat
I don't need that, m**r, who mad?
Comin' from the underground, ain't losin' the sound
I'm tryna make my brothers proud, you know I'm doin' it now
These other rappers can't compete, they f**' hate when they down
I came from nothin', now they just can't keep my name out they mouth
They don't really f**k with the ones like us
And they gon' see us as a threat til' we overcome
We tell 'em "Boy you out of luck
'Cause the the clock has struck
And we gon' come to take the throne
Man, yo' time is up"
They don't really f**k with the ones like us
And they gon' see us as a threat til' we overcome
We tell 'em "Boy you out of luck
'Cause the the clock has struck
And we gon' come to take the throne
Man, yo' time is up"
They don't really f**k with the ones like us
And they gon' see us as a threat til' we overcome
We tell 'em "Boy you out of luck
'Cause the the clock has struck
And we gon' come to take the throne
Man, yo' time is up"
