[Verse 1]
N***as don't really want it with my name yet
Only promise is the line that why make threats
I pull up on the side on a highway next
Get a muthafucka shaking like a vibrate text
Anybody check up on the crime rate yet?
Seen a black guy? 5'8"? Why say yes?
I'm contract killa, I'm a primate vet
Catch 'em at the finish line, n***a why pay less?
You're fucking with the Champs
I'm a Footlocker, I make death
I toe-tag n***as, hoe ass n***as, slice they neck
So many muthafuckas out here on me might pay check
Little did they know they fuckin with a n***a thatll catch em in line when they sign they check (BANG)
I'm a ghost town n***a
Where the four pounds n***a
Where the mind stay rep
Cut up a n***a then shot up a n***a
You focus on the killa Im cuckin the millers
While I spray mess
Some think im the devil, I say heck
Im Jesus yeaah, Kanye West
I be fucking with the bloods
I be fucking with the cribs
Bang right, bang left
& If a n***a got a problem hollow tips burst like they vest
Ballin on you n***as like Delonte west
Turn a n***a face into picante yes
Smoke la-day-la-day
I stay stressed
You better be cool blood I J S
[Chorus]
I'm so different they gon' hate me I just say so
Everyday I wake up homie I just make dough
When I drop a rhymee
These n***as always hit my linee
When they see me on that shinee
They just come and say yoo
YEAAH
I stay on that muthafuckin' grizzley n***a
YEAAH
Not too many n***as from the city can get with killa
YEAAH
Why they always wanna hate the sickest n***a?
YEAAH
I walk up in the club like
YEAAH
"you lookin different n***a"

[Verse 2]
Hit you like Im droppin n***as
Let that waka flocka hit 'em
Wider with the choppa in him
Heat the blocka then I pop a n***a
I could give a fuck about a lot of n***as
Rambling cuz now my n***as [?]
Know I'm choppin liver
Sick as salmonella
You got a problem with us
Somebody get to rockin
Then we poppin at your momma n***a
Be thinking that youre the best
While I'm pourin hollows at your chest
You n***as know im the best
Leavin a n***a bloody red
N***a you heard what I said
From the burbs to the sex
While i swerve in the burban
A murderer? Yes
Got the nerve to confess
On to serve with a tech
On a curb I'll leave a n***a burgundy red
Jack the ripper is back to rip ya
While I sip up on the Jack while I brack a swisher-
-in half then Imma fill it with the gas my n***a
Fuck around then Imma have to kill ya
N***as know what I been on
Roll with the chr-izz-ome
Hoes wanna sit on
The big dick throne tell her "NO n***a get gone"
Fuck around imma catch a soul when I get on
Im back to bombin
Black Osama
Rap for Barack Obama
I'm Astronomical
Best rapper Nebraska has to offer
Fuck around and then Imma smash your momma
Pass the llama
I'm sick in the brain
I'm brain-sick n***a- Twisted Insane
I bet all you pussy ass n***as remember my name
You got infected, now you different the same
[Chorus]
I'm so different they gon' hate me I just say so
Everyday I wake up homie I just make dough
When I drop a rhymee
These n***as always hit my linee
When they see me on that shinee
They just come and say yoo
YEAAH
I stay on that muthafuckin' grizzley n***a
YEAAH
Not too many n***as from the city can get with killa
YEAAH
Why they always wanna hate the sickest n***a?
YEAAH
I walk up in the club like
YEAAH
"you lookin different n***a"