Somebody tell these pussies they should relax
Climbing through ya window with a FN and a scream mask
When I yell out "who the shit?" you know what you should scream back
Whoever don't participate you lump ‘em up with three jabs
I been going crazy since my [A]momma kicked me out the womb
And I ain't got [Fm7]no chill with all [Em]this energy that I consume
I'm Guile in the booth I'm getting' loose I'm spittin' sonic booms
I'm geekin' off adrenaline this shit is feelin' chopped and [Bm]screwed
You tough as f*ck then come and [Bm]knuckle up and [Bm]get yo body wrecked
You not a threat you [A7just a mumble ɾapper on [C7]a molly tɾip
So watch that shit ‘cause ‘round here we all [Em]speak a different dialect
You coming at my [A]neck you [A7dying next, six feet ɾetirement
I'm not who you [A7think I am I'm all [Em]with the shits
I catch you [A7lackin' in tɾaffic and [Bm]crack ya shit with a brick
But I'm just tɾyna get money so I ain't tɾippin' on [C7]shit
Until you [A7tɾy to [C7]box me in and [Bm]now you [A7ɾestin' in piss
You poppin' pills like [F]its vitamins and [Bm]its cloudin' ya judgement
I'll slide up on [C7]'em [A]in public my [A]fist gone have a discussion [C7]
In less than 20 seconds you [A7will have a violent concussion [C7]
If you [A7ain't ɾiding for [Dm7]something then you'll be [Am]dying for [Dm7]nothing
