[Verse 1]
Young black male, I barely made my way out
I couldn't hack the jail, that's why I plan to stay out
I'm getting fat mail, 'cause that would never play out
And making rap sales, I got another way out
Jacking motherfuckers for a livin'
I know too many famous people, to be hungry on Thanksgiving
Hear me, nervous and ya fear me
See me at my shows, don't pose, n***a cheer me
Ain't the type to sweat cha, doubt if I'll forget cha
If you diss me wear a vest 'cause sucker I'll get ya
In a hurry, throw a flurry and you're buried
Punk tried to jack, I peeled his cap, now I be happy don't worry
I ain't that average motherfucka on the mic
Say what I feel, stayin' real, give a fuck what you like
I write the type of shit that get the crowd hype
And if you diss me, don't whisper, I'm the loud type
Bump your fist for a n***a named 2Pacalypse
Straight from the underground, n***a, we be droppin' shit
You can't fade me, you craziness smoked out
I get some drank and hit the naked then I'm loc'd out
Hey, provoke me if you wanna, I'm a nut
You wanna know what's up?
Ain't nothin' changed, still don't give a fuck

[Hook]
Still dropping more shit than a bitch (it's on)
Man I don't seen 'em motherfucker
Still dropping more shit than a bitch (it's on)
Man I don't seen 'em motherfucker
[Verse 2]
I give a shout out to my East Coast street folks
All you other motherfuckers get ya teeth broke
Tryna talk about the town like we country
But you jealous 'cause the next n***a's phoney
If the bullshit you speakin' never reach me
You best to reachin' for your pistol when you see me
Why? I'm from the Bronx, motherfucka, I was born to box
We can shoot it from here or we can pop the Glocks
It's on you, so n***a, what you wanna do?
We go 1 on 1 and call on your crew
Got a crew so true that they lie for a n***a
That they keep their eye on a n***a 'cause they die for a n***a
It's so real, motherfucka, can you feel it?
And it's cool to hit the drink, but don't kill it
And my Poppa told me killers never brag a lot
I slip my Glock in my pants and let it sag a lot
I ain't a gangbanging killer or crack slinger
Just a Oaktown n***a turned rap singer
'Cause it ain't where you from, it's how you come
And a real n***a know another one when he see one
Here's a word for hoes at the shows
Keep on your clothes and n***as wouldn't call you hoes
'Cause how you gon' fuck the crew
Then get mad when them n***as get pissed to diss ya
Game ain't free, but I'ma warn ya, ya gotta be stronger
And make 'em wait a little longer
But I can't wait, so let me hit 'em
Hit 'em, hit 'em, hit 'em, hit 'em, quit 'em
'Cause baby gotta pay for the nuts
These hoes wanna know what's up
I still don't give a fuck
[Hook]
Still dropping more shit than a bitch (haha yeah n***a quite here)
Man I don't seen 'em motherfucker
(dont like you music, shut the fuck up)
Still dropping more shit than a bitch

[Verse 3]
I heard n***a say "he hate the way I curse"
Now that hurts so um.. so this verse I'ma curse worse
Jump like a toe when you want some
Stick ya like bubblegum with the code name troublesome
They tried to ban my music 'cause the n***as is locin' up
Locin' up 'cause the n***as is broke as fuck
There's no love for the inner city streets
So you never find peace 'til we get a piece
Now that's deep, don't sleep, from ya dog's cheatin'
But how the hell you gon' help me from across the street
They forget about the brothers once they make it
Then get mad at a n***a when we take it
Well you lookin' kinda cute in your three piece suit
But to people like Duke, you a n***a too
Get smart, how the hell we gon' be livin' cool
When the other n***as didn't get a part
Shit, look inside yo heart

[Outro]
Still don't give a fuck
Uh huh still don't give a fuck, still don't give a fuck
This for them punk ass n***as that don't know
Oaktown is on a motherfuckin' [?] and we ain't takin' little seats
Tryna and come out here talking that shit mad
Your ass gon' get caps hehuhu
It's like that n***a (tell 'em) yeah
Can't beat this shit it's a motherfucking phase representing n***a
All presenting
RPB is around don't fuck with them motherfucking n***as in this town
We popping 'em and dropping 'em with the mouth
Remember the next time that pull motherfuckin' on 'em
'Cause it might be...
Dang dang
Dang dang