Excuse my abscene
People been out here burnin' bridges
Seems I gotta remind you motherfuckars who
I am You know what they call me,
Luda Have some more fun with these niggas man
Jungle beats, halla at
Let's go
Yeah, In Atlanta been that hot nigga
On my second turn like Barack nigga
Lyrical abuse when I'm in the booth
Treat them like the nfl how I drop niggas
I put em on the exhibit list
Take them off the track if they ain't earned it, that's pimp shit
Multi-colored bracelets on my wrist, no French shit
Yeah I have releations with your bitch, no Ken shift
Back at it like a better me
I'm just tryna earn my stripes like a referee
Call it foul on the play ,you's a ho' nigga
Selling records you can't even sell an O nigga
And I'm smoking on that knockout
New school niggas missing credits like they dropped out
I'm just takin pictures to these bitches, all cropped out
And only traces left is their bodies gettin chalked out
Then its time to bring the drops out
Womans face down, you can say I'm getting topped out
Def Jam, should I opt out?
Two albums left, Flavor Flav time to Glock out
Fight the power