Who wanna step into the room?
Where that n#gg# ren be at, makin’ sh#t that’s phat
’cause in ’95 I gotta hustle for yo #ss
Droppin’ sh#t like in the past
Rated double x, you in trouble when I hex
n#gg#z that be actin’ like hoes of the opposite sex
’cause fool I’m a soldier with a regiment
10,000 n#gg#z marchin’ to your residence
f#ck the president and his red, white, and blue
I never leave a clue with the sh#t that I do
Sport the black 80, creepin’ with the flashlight
Comin’ with this phat sh#t just last night
The mad scientist from the center of the earth
Droppin’ crazy sh#t whenever I drop a verse
n#gg#z in a rage, wanna see me in a cage
But um, I cocked the gauge when the ink hits the page
f#ck a grammy show and your mammy so now
What the f#ck ya gonna do when I bust out the zoo
’cause ya don’t know really who you’re f#ckin’ with
You’re f#ckin’ with the n#gg# ren with the phat sh#t
And I don’t give a damn
Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn
And I don’t give a damn
Three strikes for who? a n#gg# fallin’ in the trap
What can I do to keep from fallin’ off the map?
I ain’t your everyday n#gg# just with a rhyme
I’ll give ya that I don’t give a f#ck frame of mind
Make ya wanna shoot the police in the back
I’m crazy like hady, ’cause devils be shady
The great elephant n#gg# hangin’ on box
A buffalo soldier without the dreadlocks
I don’t give a damn, I created this sh#t
With the real n#gg#z way back in ’87
n#gg#z walkin’ on my footprints in nine five
Fools hit ’em foul, can’t hit a line drive
So get the hell away from my throne or a zone
My b-boy stance and sh#t is kinda full grown
f#ck the police ’cause I still feel the same
And f#ck a lotta n#gg#z bein’ whack at the game
I don’t give a damn
Who be talkin’ sh#t about the great elephant?
Ren be bustin’ raps, n#gg#z bustin’ caps
The b#tch made n#gg# killa, that’s who I be
When b#tch made n#gg#z come and try
Be a politician kidnapp, who gives a f#ck about ’em
n#gg# never gave a f#ck, I can live without ’em
n#gg#z wanna journey down the black brick road
They can see me changin’ in an I don’t give a f#ck mode
Then I explode, better hide your neck
Ya new whack n#gg#z never get my respect
Then center of the earth is where I dwell
Your sh#t never sell, I got ‘cha trippin’ in a livin’ hell
So back the f#ck out my way, that’s what I’m sayin’
’cause I’ll be havin’ hypocrite n#gg#z balls hangin’
And othe b#tch n#gg#z, be go lickin’ ’em
But ren just keep on pickin’ ’em and slam
’cause I don’t give a God damn
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