I'm here now you herbs can go play/
And i'm strapped wit calanders Wrapped wit phone chords:ya'll can 'call it a day'/
If i can't win on my own terms then i'd rather forfeit or lose/
This shit is a black and white photo and i'm showing up wit a red tee on 4 u dudes/
After i spit its like i'm putting law covers together its case closed/
And i'm betting on myself to win everytime like i'm the Rap game's Pete Rose/
Ya'll enjoy playing games but i'm taking tha board so u fools have no Clue/
My mindset is "stop talking and do something" like i live by the Iverson interview/
I'm dope all year round ya'll clowns are like girls:u only flow heavy one time a month/
And u 'gangstas' talk that 'i'll kill anybody' shit well try yourself for once/
Its like i got violent ashtma tha way i refuse to play games/
besides i'm to busy handing out watches wit quarters to show u herbs that tha 'times have changed'/
This rap game is all ass now and my lyrics are a giant Belt/
Cuz talking shit to me is like committing suicide:U aint hurting nobody but yourself/