Niggaz better recognize that I'm wise and I'm fin
 to make it known that I'm still  the one to call
 each and every one of y'all out  let's see who's real
 and who's fake when it come to the funk
 I'ma bring it to y'all live and direct  and straight bumpin
 I knew you was a bitch from the first take
 No eye contact with the handshake
 Couldn't relates to where I'm comin from, when I came through
 with the truth, broken down on the first two
 When I first asked the question if you was down
 How many punk ass niggaz do I gotta clown?
 With they ass to the sky, gettin stuck by
 the devil in drag, let's see who play the fag
 Will you wannabe G's please have a seat
 Here we go again, nigga please!
 Yeah it's all a part of growin up is what my momma told me
 How many trick ass niggaz wanna try and mow me?
 I guess I gotta be the one to buck
 Put your house nigga ass in the dirt and won't give a (fuck)
 Like I said, you're better off dead that you would be
 if you try to do me, I'm looney, so sue me
 Next time I rain on your world with the truth
 A solider ain't nothin to fool with

 "You can't see what I can see!" You.. can't see what I can see
 "You can't see what I can see!" But you don't ever
 "You can't see what I can see!" You can't see what I can see!
 "You can't see what I can see!" Whoahaoaha-ahhhh!

 One two three, it's the G-U-E
 double-R, I, double-L, A, yellin mayday
 Weeble with a street sweeper lookin for the beast
 Had me thinkin that I'm less than a man and incomplete
 Yo, and ever since I first started rhymin
 You motherfu*kers wanna keep me down but I'm still climbin
 You know I stay real to the end
 Still fifteen deep on two freaks, I go tell a friend
 I look around and all I see is these trick ass copycats
 with they played out beats and they fake raps
 And now I can't call it, it seem
 everybody wanna be a dopehead or an alcoholic
 So what you wanna do? Nigga do you wanna be
 a strong black man or another fool?
 Cause I'm comin full grown, and bitch
 you can take that wannabe G (shit) back home
 Understand that it's on, like I told ya
 Foolin with a street soldier

 "You can't see what I can see!" But you don't ever

 Who's that nigga with the big black gat
 that's lookin for the payback (lookin for the payback)
 Still comin real it's the motherf*ckin bomb
 P-Dog in the city that's (shitty) like Vietnam
 But them mark ass niggaz want it soft
 without ever understanding the plan to keep us fallin off
 But you better recognize that it's war
 Better recognize, black folk runnin out of time
 But if you man enough jump nigga (jump nigga)
 P-Dog got the pump in the trunk nigga
 Better realize that it's much more to life
 than (fuckin), two new shoes, and hisidin
 It's like tryin to put a size twelve foot
 in a size eight shoe, it just won't do
 So act like you knew, and let a real nigga come through
 From a street soldier to you, now

 "You can't see what I can see!" Hey, you can't see what I can see!
 "You can't see what I can see!" But you don't ever
 "You can't see what I can see!" Oooh, you can't see what I can see!
 "You can't see what I can see!" Oooh! Noaoaahhoooh!

 "You can't see what I can see!" (4X)

 [singer]
 Music will make things, turn alright
 and I will dance til the broad daylight
 Check the flow, let it build in me
 Cause I know your heartbeat and I'm here to freak
 Alright! ... Alright! ... Alright!
 Alright

 [computer voice]
 Aowww, this sounds familiar
 Let me stick my nose in the mix
 and see who do I smell, this time
 Ahahahahaha