Big on the underground What's the point knocking me down? Everybody knows I'm already good on the ground
Most of us stay strong Shit don't really bound us Then I go on my own Making bombs with rubber bands
I have my heart down So need a man for romance Streets are making em hard So they selfish little roamers girl to girl Make us meat like burgers When I fat I'll pop me out some leaders
A protocol to be a Rocawear model? It didn't really drop that way My legs hit the hurdle
A protocol to be a rocker on a It didn't really drop that way my beats were too evil
But I put away paper for later so I'm stable A better something better come So I could get cable Ghetto food drops stored up in my stable cook em up , pop em down Eat em off ya table
village got on the phone Said the street is comin' to town They wanna check my papers See what I carry Credentials are boring I burnt them at the burial ground Don't order me about I'm an from the badland
Put away shots for later So I'm stable Live in trees chew on feet Watch lost on cable Bird flu gonna get you Made in my stable From the crap you drop On my crop when they pay you.