The mick is right ya you no that's right,
When i get up in the booth i hit it up right/
Make love to the b***h face down ass in the air,
It's nothing to me i do this rap shit till i'm dead/
A born legend pop taught me the rules of the game,
How to get up in a n***a when they shit on your name/
A Vietnam vet 5 x felon in heart,
With i chip on my shoulder pushing for my mark/
The best in the game number 1 on every charts,
Knocking out every opponent from the start/
So who want it go a lot of souls in me,
The bars i spit gonna make history/
Follow the god, i teach you the rules of the game,
F**king with me theirs going to be a nice little grave/
Carve with your name why it had to end like this,
This is my game, my world, my life b***h/

Hook: So who want it: you don't- you don't- but we do we do we do
Who want it: you no- them things go straight through you-through you
So who want it: you don't- you don't but we do we do we do
Who want it: you no- it's a, it's a, boy it's a rap for you/

Damn why i gotta go do this,

They let me up in this b***h so i'm gonna kill this shit/
Show these n***as how to do it with a Ty wiz track,
(click click) Mrs. doritta aimed right for your back/
What you thought a brother like me couldn't do it,
Food your ass your name slide to the hit list/
Ah ah a new York n***a that singed to the south,
Tri Clark R.U.N. dog that's what it's about/
A take over i
M number head of the ring,
Top competition dog and i'm ready to bang/
I eat my Wheaties plus get that workout on,
From day 1 the blood line was train for war/
I'm ready who want it let's get it on in,
The world today gonna learn how you kill some shit/
I'm not playing bout to change this game on up,
Bout to rip a hole in this shit, f**k it on up/

Hook: so who want it: you don't you don't- but we do we do we do
Who want it: you on- them things go straight through you through you,
So who want it: you don't you don't, but we do we do we do,
Who want it: you no- it's a, it's a, boy it's a rap for you/