Текст: Chipmunk. 2011.

Told You Already Nigga Bussin Wont Flop Me
Take Your Best Shot Bullets Wont Stop Me
Back To Bars Now I Know You Thought You Lost Me
You Dont Like Me Oopsy Daisy Pop Me
I Keep A Pow With A Stick No Bamboo
I Pass Through Any Hood Like Im Shank Proof
Fuck A Stereotype On Every Black Yout
Focus On What You Cant Im Proof On What You Can Do
I Had To Hit em Wid A Hit Again
Drop Champion Now Everybodys On My Dick Again
Second Time Round Im Going Hard Making Music From The Heart Pray It Wriggles In The Charts
So Make A Diss About Me For The Heat Fool The Only Plaque You'll Ever See Is In Your Teeth Fool
Faggs Cant Reach Where I Landed Flying High Doggie Im Really In The Mountains

Im Outstanding And You Still Looking Trampish
To Bags A Loan And This Fly Shit I Standing
You Hate Me Coz Im Focused On The Paper B Then Your A Bum You Dont Relate To Me
I Do It Right Still Prepared To Go Wrong
They Still Stumble Words When The Camera Goes On
Listen You Dont Wanna Have It Out With Me You Know I'll Strip You For Your Confidence Keep Your Clothes
Its Real Friends In A Fake Business
Tryna Find A Right Church To Keep My Soul Lifted Do A Sign Of The Cross Yh Im Still A Christian Parents Never Saw This Coming When They Had My Christening
2011 Check The Plan Doe More Cash And Take Alexis Jordan Out For Nandos
Pricks Posing Gun Fingers In There Pictures Claim You Got A Strap When You See Me Let It Bang Bro.