I dont need short cuts im takin ya hoods route/
Any beef I'll be puttin ya whole hood out/
On my toes always keepin a look out/
No guns so i guess we will be bringin the wood out/
I dare for you to run up thats like calling all the streets out/
Got my bat so i can Barry Bonds ya teeth out/
Do it wit precision as if a nigga was gettin paid man/
Bring in the boys hold you down while ya house get raid man/
You a sweet cat you dont bleed you pour Kool-Aid man/
Im a picky nigga only bang with the hardest/
Push ya luck but how you gonna put down the heartless/
You dont wanna jump up but im feelin kinda froggy/
You could be innocent but my judgement is kinda foggy/
You dont need to show ya fear i can smell it and it makes me cocky/
Put you in intensive care as you fade away ya family will scream ya name as if you was rocky/
Dont judge me cause my age i could be king of the streets/
Im real most cats only claimin they street/
Salvation of Hip-Hop is already out of our reach/
It's like all that is fake came and took the game away from the streets/
Livin in the US im just Surrounded by fake/
Whats sad is that America was even founded by snakes/
But still there is no one hard enough to take me outta this place/
Cause they know things can get heated like Kobe and a white girl in confind space/