For my theme song, my leather black jeans on
My by any means on, pardon I'm getting my scream on
Enter the kingdom but watch who you bring home
They see a black man with a white woman
At the top floor they gon' come to kill King Kong
Middle America packed in, came to see me in my black skin
Number one question they asking, f*ck every question you asking
If I don't get ran out by Catholics, here come some conservative Baptists
Claiming I'm overreacting like them black kids in Chiraq b*tch
Four in the morning, and I'm zoning
They say I'm possessed, it's an omen
I keep it 300, like the Romans
300 b*tches, where's the Trojans?
Baby we living in the moment
I've been a menace for the longest
But I ain't finished, I'm devoted
And you know it, and you know it
So follow me up cause this sh*t's about to go (down)
I'm doing 500, I'm outta control (now)
But there's nowhere to go (now)
And there's no way to slow (down)
If I knew what I knew in the past
I would've been blacked out on your ass
Four in the morning, and I'm zoning
They say I'm possessed, it's an omen
I keep it 300, like the Romans
300 b*tches, where's the Trojans?
Baby, we living in the moment
I've been a menace for the longest
But I ain't finished, I'm devoted
And you know it, and you know it
Stop all that coon sh*t
Early morning cartoon sh*t
This is that goon sh*t
F*ck up your whole afternoon sh*t
I'm aware I'm a wolf
Soon as the moon hit
I'm aware I'm a king
Back out the tomb b*tch
Black out the room, b*tch
Stop all that coon sh*t
These n*ggas ain't doin' sh*t
These n*ggas ain't doin' sh*t
Come on homie, what happened?
You n*ggas ain't breathing you gasping
These n*ggas ain't ready for action
Ready-ready for action
Four in the morning, and I'm zoning
I think I'm possessed, it's an omen
I keep it 300 like the Romans
300 b*tches, and they zonin'
Baby, we living in the moment
I've been a menace for the longest
But I ain't finished, I'm devoted
And you know it, and you know it
So follow me up cause this sh*t's about to go (down)
I'm doing 500, I'm outta control (now)
But there's nowhere to go (now)
And there's no way to slow (down)
If I knew what I knew in the past
I would've been blacked out on your ass
God, God, God, God!
God, God, God, God!
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