Oh, yes
Oh, yes
I guess I got my swagga back
Was down and out, my shit was wack
I fell off of a cliff, where I was made in the abyss
Y'all wrote me off, but I've returned, and now y'all bobbin' like a big girl's rack
Addictive as the dopest crack
They wanna hear my songs again
Repeat on every single track
Lyrics more seductive than the ass and tits on Christy Mack
Confidence I do not lack
Spreadin' legs like jumping jacks
Bounce from chick to chick like Randy Marsh on top his nut sack
I'm here to stay, and that's a fact
Should've seen me on the ledge before I jumped
Impossible to fathom where I landed at
I've been through Hell, but I'm intact
I'm focused, ain't got time to slack
Was forged in the fire
The Devil took my soul for a contract
My only goal's to be the best, to cop a multi-platinum plaque
Disposin' of the opposition faster than Hussein Barack
My exactitude is absolute
Your boy on point like thumb tacks
Every line I drops the bomb like they fell from above Iraq

Sick and tired of bein' labeled
Block out the bullshit
Pull out the toolkit
Wrap my arm tight with a cable
Layin' pills out on the table
Wearin' hoodies when it's warm
Cover scars up on my arms
Happy endings are just fables
My brain chemistry is unstable
Swigging down Seagram's
Peakin' off three grams
I haven't slept the whole weekend
Shut my eyelids with a staple
Sippin' sizzurp like it's maple
I'm A g like Silver Sable

Smokin' hydroponics
I'm sippin' gin and tonics
I got ya bitch in my bed, and she's bouncin' on it
Got four or five bricks, but I'm sittin' on it
Life sucks then you die, but I'm shittin' on em
This is a demolition
Of my inhibitions
Tear that pussy open, got her screamin' like an exorcism
Cookin' crack on the hot plate like you're still in prison
Worship money and the power like we got a new religion
I'm ready to blow
Kick in your door right off the fucking hinges
Dirty money flowin' through my bank account like politicians
'Cause I'm still itchin' for that twenty spot
Call me RoboCop
I'm lookin' for reasons to pull out that glock, and I'm beggin' these fuckers to shoot off of a shot
Sike, I'm not that fucking trigger happy
I'll just call up Shaggy
Bringin' out the fifty cali
Watch him blow your head off while I'm smokin' on a phatty
Let my dog lick your brains off the concrete like "Good girl, Sammie"