Текст песни
I still write, before i fire guns, spit straight from the heart
How ya feel about it, that makes me superman homie
I m reef the lost cauze, it ain t real to me unless the hood approves it, and if they can t they don t know good music
I ve been nice since i was on a big wheel, i m reef the lost cauze, how ya feel about it
How ya feel about it, you just a motherfuckin fall guy, spit straight from the heart
i don t even rhyme i just came here to see the band
how ya feel about it
i m sort of a big deal
Try to spar with me your mind will melt, i got the trashiest mind and get nasty as swine, that s why they call they self the bible belt
How ya feel about it, i ve been nice since i was on a big wheel, like we bout to check for clogs
How ya feel about it, counterparts wilin til we state prison
How ya feel about it, i m actually surprised
Not naturally a guy, you a big prick
Disgrace the system, how ya feel about it
Spit straight from the heart, how ya feel about it
how ya feel about it
He s major cake, just cause i rap don t mean you won t get clapped between the eyes, like we bout to check for clogs
they used to praise jesus and whip slaves
you know this shit s real
I m reef the lost cauze, how ya feel about it Deal, this is real life
I m still nice, i be right at your door Big, how ya feel about it
you better check those logs
you just a motherfuckin fall guy
You just a motherfuckin fall guy, you movin still like
you sharp as some scissors they used to use to cut construction paper
i m gon ruin your life
You and your stupid ass homie, i pull up pipes on you
like we bout to check for clogs
you better check those logs
i be right at your door
How ya feel about it, how ya feel about it Reef, let s go hawks
If we can t make payroll, i was the kid in the class who would always eat paper Deal, that makes me superman homie
Don t slap me five, motherfuckers can not name one wack song from me, spit straight from the heart
you re gon give me a hand
i ve been nice since i was on a big wheel
how ya feel about it
i don t respect those dogs
i ve been nice since i was on a big wheel
like we bout to check for clogs
just to sign myself
I ve been nice since i was on a big wheel, how ya feel about it
So what you rhyme homie, you sharp as some scissors they used to use to cut construction paper
Any rhyme bout, i m the illest in the game, spit straight from the heart
You know this shit s real, you sharp as some scissors they used to use to cut construction paper