(Ah) Who's the boss? Dudes is lost Don't think 'cause I'm iced out, I'ma cool off Who else but me? And if you don't feel me (Who else?) That mean you
Ya wanna holla got to follow nigga here we go Get you ticket, the train, don't miss it Won't reach out and ya bet I won't visit Till my whole wardrobe
a white world, all white land Mr. Everything white and the snowman White men can't jump but the work can And this a coupe you can't ride but yo hoe can
us the work Then they throw us in jail, ayy Won't trip yeah, I'm trafficin' in the white Please Lord don't Let me go to jail tonight, yeah Who me? I
I would be the host of everyday Christmas. Give Travie a wish list. I'd probably pull an Angelina and Brad Pitt. And adopt a bunch of babies who ain't
ho, punt Forced trauma, blunt You play the back bitch, I'm in the front You need a job, this ain't cuttin' it Nicki Minaj is who you ain't fuckin' with
Man connections, who trips the question? Niggas on the way to play in a laser rain Nigga, you got two strikes and I got two strikes We can't afford the
I ill or do right? Make peace or go raw? I can't explain the true penalties of fame and the wealth Tell me who can I trust? I can't trust myself Got
listenin' to the most hated And most loved at the same time 'cuz Ice nigga what the fuck you wanna do about a T Most'cha bitch niggas can't fuck with
won't sing you no love song, you either love me Or you don't, you're either rollin' tonight or you won't She likes the style, 'cause it don't bullshit
for decades and eons You squad has no muscle plus you, my new hustle Fuck scuffin up my knuckles, rather buck you and watch you buckle I can't stand a
gotta 'cuz she says a lotta ladies won't She says she gotta 'cuz she says a lotta ladies don't She says she gotta 'cuz she says a lotta ladies can't
(Intro: Ice-T) Yeah, Ice-T nigga, Seventh Deadly Sin It's all about that hardcore mind Got my nigga Radzay, my nigga Bazaro, my girl Gripsta in the house
just ruin Your natural high,why? that ain't fly And anyone who says it is,lies Move like I knew you would,like I knew could And if you ain't cracked out
life's been a great story in the ultimate war I can't explain the true penalties of fame and the wealth Tell me who can I trust? I can't trust myself
burst A lot of fans ain't shit, let me repeat, a lot of fans ain't shit Quick to flip if our group don't hit They don't make you nothin' but a pop ho
sat back thought up a new track Didn't fantasize kicked the pure facts Motherfuckers got scared 'cause they was unprepaired Who would tell it how it really was? Who
damn crew I couldn't stop my fuckin' niggas if I wanted to [Chorus: Ice-T] There's no innocence allowed in these ghetto streets Grab your guns, buck '