yo mc sacks running shit don't need no Cadillac. feel every one else shit be wack. I wanna be Mackin them stacks. I wanna be living large. I be spittin free of charge. now we got the tempo to make that change. the status quo about to rearrange. might think it strange. yo give me that fame. my rhymes be crazy. the shit you right be lazy. you walk ass style don't faze me. I be reppin my hood for the greater good. mofo I should move to Hollywood. I be thar damn good. thinking about Givin up ya you should. yall never knew I was this good. don't front on me. you doubted me mistake clearly. now you wanna be running from me. stop the front that you gonna be gunnin for me you never had a chance homie.