I'm from the streets that make niggaz walk slow talk low
With white chalk-o, mi casa be siete uno ocho
Brooklyn mother****er, handle this - pardon my Spanish and French (Brooklyn baby!)
Okay, I stay clever like Mayweather with lay leather
'til your face sever, one of the greatest ever
Beyond ringing bells, my name's so demanding
****! - I got the swagger that'll leave Dakota "Fanning" (That boy still standing!)
I hope you niggaz over standing; I stay sucker-free
The next kaing of in the game, you ain't got enough to be
Your career last a week, that'll be luckily
**** with me, the rap game'll need protective custody
(AHH!) I'm the same thug to be, surrounded with women
Gave the game "True Religion" before you found it in denim
Feel the, "Wrath of (took this word out caus he says his name), " and you could not escape
The hip-hop version of "The Ring" and you just watched the tape
He's a legend. Maybe the king of flowing. He's been there for a long time. This is a new song tho.