Big on the underground What's the of 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 selfish little roamers Jumpin' girl to girl Make us meat like burgers When I get fat I'll pop me out some leaders
A protocol to be a Rocawear It didn't really drop that way My legs hit the
A protocol to be a rocker on a label? 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 in my stable cook em up , pop em down Eat em off ya table
The village got on the phone Said the street is comin' to town They wanna check my papers See what I carry around Credentials are I burnt them at the burial ground Don't order me about I'm an outlaw from the badland
Put away shots for So I'm stable Live in trees chew on Watch lost on cable Bird flu gonna get you Made it in my stable From the crap you drop On my crop when they pay you.