Come home wit me, where I be sittin lone-a-ly,
Cuz my girl not there wit me consolin me,
Hold it please, don’t come up and boast wit me,
Or I’m gon be forced to knock u down wit da toaster b//
Now it is a fact, I’ma nigga dat came thru da cracks,
But I’m still in da hood strivin hard wut u thinkin bout dat,
So let it be known, Only rEE-Zone I be screaMone when I rap,
is cuz all da frustraShone dats like a boulda on my back//
so hold don’t try to act, like u know wut he goin thru,
cuz u wouldn’t even get it if I made ressurection movie showin u,
no one knew, or eva gonna know,
how I live my life or wut goes on in my skull,//
at night I drive up and down da road,
not goin anywhere jus ridin to cleans my soul
I’m tryin to get him known, Red Wun gon be a name in erybody home,
But I aint a self proclaimed king I aint on anybody throne,//
I aint now king but I’m a P-I-M-P,
but I only keep one girl standin by me,
And it aint no sunshine til she round see,
cuz I’m nothin til she’s bragin bout me//
My life aint perfection, nah I aint Curt Hennig,
I got a painful life man it’s hurt in it,
See these tears in my eye I’m alwayz squirtin it,
and dis gat in my hand I’m alwayz burstin it,//
But I don’t be cryin out loud,
I be cryin thru my rhymes u can sight it right now,
Dats why I drink and rhyme so it’ll be deepa den my spouse,
And deepa den thirty niggaz sleepin in my house,//
But it aint a doubt, dat I ova come it all,
especially when I’m cornered and my backs against da wall,
I aint lettin no nigga hold me down I’m alwayz standin tall,
Even if a 230 pound nigga is grabbin on my arm,//
I’m gon keep on goin even if I gotta crawl,
I aint givin up niggaz it jus goes to show ya all,
U can call all ur mans call all ur soldiers,
and I’ll be da last stadin when dis is all ova,//