Feeling like a soldier or a missionary Told my crew rappers get their pen ready Kill em some rappers, gave them obituaries Don't be scared, niggaz, are you ready I've been thinking bout the fails in life amount X the hoes in my bed is round the same amount Ever since this new star girl came about Or ever since me and riches started hanging out Bounce, boy, let his love plan, let his luck act Transition to a fat boy from a charming lad Girls slang in the boys realm with the wooing I know one thing, nothing is greater than A.N.L Gangs made up of lads, ruining it like I'm Batman The dark Knight, probably fuckin girls in your backyard Lips like I'm Tyler, my la familia goes hard Fuck all my haters, dem fake friends down my hit charts, yeah Shout out to my momma Shout to my father Shout to my family Shout out to my crew rappers We smile All night long Niggaz outlawed then I react, any pros that always bogart With a tool tag, get broke down, dem actions with a rage board I drove y'all and I blaze y'all like DOO DOO I hate y'all When the beef cooked, I ate y'all like Mmm Mmm Ready to be conscious, talking to my conscience Getting deeper in these rhymes like orange I'm on my relapse, don't care bout the lp, but his recovery helped me regain back my rap skills Haters don't want me forward, they pushed me backwards but I looked at em falling in pits, shit I'm going foreword It's a cold summer, that's ironical cuz I been bumping Earl, I forgot bout my ancestors That shit is corny as hell The living battle to settle and this shit harder than devil, you are evil and you should look into the evil you made through Scooby dooby hooby Looby coolie loopy hookie nigga, dude really loop the scoopie hoodie, nigga