Well there's gotta be a time when the bullshit stops,
Ain't a damned thing changed still far from cops,
it's been a long time comin and believe we came,
if fans only knew ain't a damned thing changed,
hey yo fuck money backs, caddilacs, nice clothes, studios, hot wax, fine hoes,
freestyles, drug sales, competition, videos, and duck tales fresh,
as fuck means of consignment, all about the realignment to the game,
hometown hero was treated like a zero,
hate me more than ever cuz now I got dinero,
in my enemies eyes I stand alone, blowin in the wind just me and my microphone,
I'm like a jedi knight bringing the force and the light,
mean muggin muthafuckas like I'm Andre the Giant,
type of shit that start a riot but I just begun, explosion see 4,3,2, I'm 1,
heads are bound to get cracked, beefs kickin out equivalent to get whiplash,
add a dash of ritalin just to keep me sane,
but the problem goes deeper then the cells in my brain,
maintain for the simple fact I stack my wealth,
cuz I can't help nobody til I help myself,
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Monoxide Child, hey wicked wild, nicotine and THC be my style,
profile of a serial that's who I be, the T-W-I-Z-T-I-D,
I'm comin with the shirt to make your head explode,
cock the hammer in my mouth and let my tounge unload,
road to riches, taggin bitches, fuck around I'll have you sleepin with the fishes,
fuck you snitches, you can hate me and my no good friends,
but thinkin this shit gonna end, it all pretend,
now lend me an ear and I'ma scream it loud and clear,
it ain't safe for you to hang around here,
7 mile in the hood, eastside, chinese eyes when we ride,
shit ain't even close to changed around this you're the one actin like a lil bitch,
I don't know what you heard or what you thought,
or who with you or who you brought, bitch niggas get tossed what,
that's right ain't a damn thing changed but day to night,
and you ain't on the mic, like to recite my shit, kindly to your bitch,
so both ya'll can suck dick.
(Chorus repeats til end)