Yeah, yeah, homebody, might catch a bodyAim it at your legs to leave you shinless like you Cotton HillMe and all my vatos drink that hater way, we plottin' steelMarchin' through the streets, tryin' to voice the pain the martyr feelBorn again, then born to die, let's run it back, we hard to killMass appeal to gangstas, shoutout to my older primoNot a DJ with the records, he was off a different needleI was Spike Spiegel with that desert mic eagleLet that Prince Puma ricochet like a spine tingleI'm not alone, I can feel that death is in the airReprimand a white girl, tell that hoe don't touch my hairDouble-dare a bitch to get up in my face cause I'm about itMind feelin' like a prison when the thoughts are overcrowdedDrownin', drownin', thankful I'm a water signOutta body, outta mind, coulda signed, I declinedThick thighs, fat dick, stuff it in my Calvin KleinMasked up, face fear, moonsault, now say the timeTurn off that Joe Rogan bitch, go and read a bookTurn off that Joe Budden clown face, it's how you lookWe watchin' fools look to bigger fools and call it wisdomFeet on the ground, I can feel it shiftin', *** the systemI can tell that you don't really be outsideI don't trust no one that preach good vibesI can tell we different by the way we raisedDon't leave your house, now you're not safeI don't relate, I don't relate, don't relate to youI feel your hate, I feel your hate, you probably hate me tooI don't relate, I don't relate, don't relate to youDon't relate to you, don't relate to youI can tell that you don't really be outsideI don't trust no one that preach good vibesI can tell we different by the way we raisedDon't leave your house, now you're not safeDon't leave your house, now you're not safe