I been a menace to society
Since when? since Menace 2 Society
Still refused to [bad word] a legitimate citizen quietly
Felt like my label hidin' me
But here I am anyway I might be back to slangin' grams any day
And if this record flop well I'll be back wit' a bomb of heart
Wit' C-Rod and the squad this whole industry's a facade
Man this ain't real life

Half these rappers don't know what sacrifice feel like
Man these niggas is all hype, not even rappin' on real mics
They just get high and say whatever the [bad word] they feel like
They make me feel like bustin' these niggas one at a time
And I'm still outbustin' these niggas, ho pick a rhyme

[Hook:]
Ay, what these other niggas talkin' I don't believe that [bad word] I'm the king cause I said it and I mean that [bad word] Ay, what's so special 'bout him ay, he ain't all that [bad word] I set the city on fire and you seen that [bad word] 
Ay, what these other niggas talkin' I don't believe that [bad word] I'm the king cause I said it and I mean that [bad word] Ay, what's the big deal about him, he ain't even that [bad word] I set the city on fire and you seen that [bad word] 

It's only five rappers outta Atlanta who bustin' and I'm one of 'em
The other four, you know who you are
But if you gotta think twice well shawty you ain't nice
Regardless of your publishing deal you can't write
I'm the best thing left blowin' breath on the mic
The king of the south nothin' less will suffice

You wanna bet? Well put yo' budget up
Match the price me and you like putting matches to ice
You won't make it
Before I had a deal I was still butt naked
God signed this, like keeping' the Lord's promise
The [bad word] [bad word] like Beanie's first LP
You can do a song with N'Sync and couldn't outsell me
I'm a legend in my own time, a prophet in my own rhymes
king wit' a concubine

[Hook]

Niggas like you, a dime a dozen [bad word] and go
So why [bad word]  now and I ain't [bad word] before
Grab choppers, [bad word] 'em and blow
Stoppin' the show bet or owe 'em, droppin' the hoes
You just keep watchin' the door

Pop 'em, watch 'em drop to the floor fluff his pockets and go
Put a quarter block on his nose and a Glock in his clothes
He can keep his watches and gold for his momma to hold
She'll be there buyin' the hoes before the drama unfolds
They know shawty outta control got me hot as a stove

Puttin' holes in yo' Girbaud wettin' up yo' Polos
44's and Callico's a black and a chrome
Lettin' loose and splackin' your dome
Hoppin' back in the Brougham
Known for kickin' in yo' door wavin' gats in yo' home
Clearin' it out I'm sorry I ain't hearin' you out
You hearin' about the squad pumping fear in your heart
Because you know sacrifice was near and dear to your heart

[Hook]

Ay, my niggas y'all already know what it is
T-I-P, Grand Hustle, Pimp Squad for life [bad word] Sanchez on the beat, dig this man
I'mma keep it always pimpin' I'm stayin' down
Y'all niggas gone send yo' demos in
Get cha little [bad word]  deal

Go sell records [bad word] I got houses, I got blow, I got dro [bad word] I got hoes, [bad word] I got property [bad word] What you wanna do [bad word]  [bad word] y'all [bad word] see about me if you don't like it
King of da [bad word] [bad word] man in this [bad word] Uh, oh, uh, oh