Lights, camera, action
It’s Mean ready for action
I’m back for the attack
This class is now in session
Now, don’t play pretend if you don’t understand
This is lyrical philosophy from the brain to the pen
So bow down and kiss the ring
Still dressed in designer things
I only speak about top dollar
Never popped a collar
Pop a pill to ease the pain that the world brings
I’m spending money on all these gold things
My soul sinks
That’s how my soul sings
Hear my soul sing
And as my soul sinks
I drown in sins for better things by any means necessary
This shit is legendary
Don’t gotta wait for it
Imma give it to you live, No TNT
‘Cos I’m a VIP and I’m the MVP
Bitch, I’m the king of the throne
No one can step to me
From the front to the back of the castle
I’ve got my knights from the templar
Boy, don’t you mess with a rascal
Come take a step, imma tackle ya
Don’t step in the ring
You messin’ around with a king
Armored and ready to bring
Pain with the rest of the team
Get with the scheme
We hustlin’ hard for the cream
Lights, Camera, Action
Lights-Lights, Camera, Action
Strike a pose, Snap a pic
Come get down where the action is
Boy, don’t you know I’m a fashionist
Got a little bit of this and a little bit of that
Boy, you messin’ with a beast on a little bit of crack
You ain’t fuckin’ with the steez and I couldn’t give a crap
Get down with the rat pack and I roll
With a fat stack and the back of the row
Better step back, watch your act and I go
Imma clap back with a gat to your dome
On my worst behavior, So?
I done been a bad boy for so long
Don’t give a shit about anything
But that paper game I got, so strong
Go blocka-blocka ‘cos my sneaker game so proper
Imma romper stomp ya if you’re lurkin’ in my corner
On the road to the riches, there’s hits and misses
I pick up the pieces, Be a witness
I’m throwing disses to all the bitches
Don’t worry ‘bout it, I’ll make all the ends meet
I’ll put up a fight ‘cos I won’t admit defeat
Mean
[Scratches]