Yeah, you know the biz It's that junkyard dawg From round the bend I'm ready to bang on this junt They can't escape from the real So tenngage hit that pause Gon' tell these lames just how it is mane Y’all bustas ain't shit I recommend you check ya method When ya buckin with me A ruthless cracka with a temper from the Tennessee I'm bout my hog slangin breakfast On the side for the cheap So come and cop yo ass a double piece Droppin suckas off like John wick The aim is true Don't try to cross ya fingers Trigger itchin genes flow in my veins I'll send your soul to Jesus Stupid hoe that talk is cheap But best believe it We can rumble if you wanna Which arena? Come face the freeza Nighty night I guess that's all she wrote Them devilish verses got ya yearnin for more So I'lI do my thang But run up on my spot it's a murder case On the stand I’ll plead the fifth I'm takin this plot to the fuckin grave This ones for all ya bitches the hoes These internet gangstas Off in the cut witchya golds I'm on the stang, yeah And as I emerge I’mma need that crown Bow down I payed my dues Inside the village of the underground Trick, what ya lookin at I ain't ya mirror But I'm quick to serve a pimp slap Yeah I thought you knew the deal Don't tussle with the mack Unless you wanna rest in piss You can run and grab ya guns But you can’t hide from ya demons Wonder the weeds Become a victim of this evil game Fuck peace You gotta reap what you sow 'Cause in this life there ain't no redos Buddy ya betta watch ya tone What's the problem City boy What ya lookin at I ain't ya mirror But I'm quick to peel ya cap back Ain't nothin wrong with breakin bread It's only when you come for mine I'm stalkin till ya dead Punk, this one's for all ya bitches and hoes These internet gangstas Off in the cut witchya golds I'm on the stang Yeah And as I emerge I'ma need that crown Bow down I payed my dues Inside the village the underground