[Verse 1:]

I got money on my mind

That's why I'm twice on my grind

I'm nice cause I rhyme like it's my life's on that line

The second that I'm provoked, I snap

Into a point that ain't controllable

Then it's either war, or another quotable

Don't let me get a hold of you dudes

I'll murder you on camera, get Kelly's lawyer and get a mole removed

I probably shouldn't have said that

Fuck y'all

On the record, off the record

If I'm on the record I'ma off the record

I need a push when I'm tired of rhymin'

Go ahead and diss me 

Cause me and George Bush got a lot in common

We both got no sense, we love to go to war 

And we stay lookin' for weapons of mass destruction

This industry is Hilary Clinton literally listen

You ain't got no choice now, roll with a nigga

If you twisted enough to picture a devil mixed 

With an angel that's sick

Drunk inside a Range Ro that's kiss

Wish I could stick 

Every rapper in this bitch in the building

Let 'em cipher while I fly a plane through that bitch

Cause I hate y'all

I'm tri-polar with the 8 ball

I want you on my album

I pull out the K and make y'all

In case y'all

Wanna share my light

I'm gonna tell it like it is

Fuck it, it's my chair my right

I'm a motherfuckin' problem 

I don't care if y'all don't like

Times three nigga

I'm me nigga



I'm me nigga



[Verse 2:]

Big dick, bitch, big balls

We the kind that supply the rock like Chris Paul

The same kind that aim 9's, insane conscious

Then we get rid of +The Rock+ like Duane Johnson

Lady killer

The fly version of Orinthal 

You ain't got no DUI's then you probably a cornball

Wittiest

If you call a labtop a laptop

You sound like a scientist but you're probably an idiot

Your stories ain't holdin' up

Y'all niggas lyin'

Got me thinkin', y'all is too young or y'all ain't old enough

Niggas sayin', "When is Royce gonna stop beefin' with rappers?"

Bitch, when hell freeze over and Wayne sober up

By the way, fuck all DJ's

I'm just kiddin'

I just threw that in there to get y'all attention

No intention of ever dyin'

Nigga, life too sweet

Two words for who don't like me "fight" and "me"

I take care of my family

They say, "Do the +Kid Rock+ like Pam Lee?"

The answer is, "Yes".

And I invest

It takes money to make money

So I make green off of green like Stan Lee

Smart shit

I ain't got beef with no Joe Budden

Y'all niggas gonna get these niggas killed tryin' to start shit

Niggas hire muscle cause livin' is a privilege

The only rapper I admire for his strength is Xzibit



I'm me nigga



[Verse 3:]

I kill you

Right away

Soon as you cross, go ahead, you got the right-a-way

Give a nigga iron like vitamin

Play

I will ride up in broad day and night a nigga's day

Drunk

I'm a recovery outpatient

You at the top you shot

Your spot is now taken

Psychotic is the ploy 

How the fuck you rappin' and you gay

And you've been spotted with a boy

Like a dalmatian

If I switch up I'd probably be instantly sellin'

Got a clip full of pellets known as MC repellent

While you talkin' about your money

And how I can't have none of it

I'll hit a nigga low 

Just for the dag fun of it

I'm never gonna lose

Never lost and I'ma prove it

Except for my virginity, but I was tryin' to lose it

I be on some Tom Cruise shit

Standin' on the couch in the club

Laughin' bout my dime new chick

She the shit

But if you ask her she's useless

I'm in the pocket got a rocket down under like Houston

So I'm gonna keep being me

And you should keep being you

If being you offends me, indeed it's gonna be me & you

But understand that if it's that

It's either gonna be me or you

So pump your breaks before I do you 

Like a got a key to you

Shut your power off

I'm a G-A-N-G-S-T-R

Yes we are



I'm me