(feat. Lil Wayne, Bun B)
[Billy Paul:] {"I know they miss yoooooou... "}
[Chorus: sampled from Billy Paul's "JUst a Prisoner"]
It seems like every-BODY, everybody, everybody
Everybody forgotten about me...
Will I ever, ever, EVER, be free?
Huh, uh, HUH?
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Just when they thought it was safe
I picked up the phone and called it a day
I bought a new car, caught a new case - f** it
The harder I walk, the ground shall shake
Stompin, the harder I march, the ground will break
I am, groundbreakin, like an earthquake, heh-heh
Yeah, I run this sh**, but I'll tackle it
You want me to break it down, I'm a fracture it
My mind is wanderin, I can't find it
But ten times outta ten, my mind on the mon-ey
Bandana around my head like I know karate
And I'll wax a n***a's a** like Mister Miyagi
And it ain't over 'til the fat lady sang
And that b**h got a whole lot more weight to gain
And call me by my new name
(... What is that?) featuring Lil Wayne
"It seems like every-BODY, everybody, everybody
Everybody forgotten about me...
Will I ever, ever, ever, be free?
Huh, uh, HUH"
(My n***a, featuring Lil Wayne...
Came here to f** with me tonight, shwaty)
[Verse 2: Scarface]
I am as, real as they come as hard as they get
They go to talkin off the wall I put a par' in they sh**
I'm the o-riginal gangsta, I'll tell you how I do it
I take n***az from the jump when they step to me with that bullsh**
I am a fool, b**h, a native H-Town from the south side of Houston
You're tuned to the sounds of a n***a, who don't give a f**
'casue one way or the other
I'm gon' still get mine, play the game, motherf**er
The truth is in the building and I came tonight
And I done sold so many records, change my name to life
'cause I can breathe into the hood, make it feel my pain
And even though they try to change me, I remain the same
And even if I did have that chrome-plated grill on my sh**
I come from out the motherf**in bricks
Now, never forget, where I come from, son
I'm respected in these motherf**in streets I run
I'm Face
"It seems like every-BODY, everybody, everybody
Everybody forgotten about me...
Will I ever, ever, ever, be free?
Huh, uh, HUH"
(MY, ni**a)
[Verse 3: Bun B]
It's Bun B, the n***a Mr. Swisher, and Mr. Flows
Mr. Brick, Mr. k**er Grams n***a, Mr. 'BOWS
Mr. Slab, Mr. Candy Paint, n***a Mr. Dough
And Mr. Eighty-fo', hatin hoe, we think yo' sister know
When I hits the do', motherf**ers drop and kiss the flo'
Light bulb flow, I gla** shatter, transistors blow
I'm the sh** fo' sho! Roll with it, b**h or [? ] worm
I'm hot in this heat, a head shot'll keep your perm burned
It's my turn, I earn stripes and paid dues so
Don't be surprised if I'm in a trap or own a new show
I don't TRY snitch, sneak diss or even backdo'
Balla block, a short stop or drop down in Fat, hoe
(What!) I don't keep it a hunnid (huh), I keep it a thousand
I'm hood, so I rep the hood, direct from the public housing
(Manye!) I got it crunk like Obama in a 'Fesco
Nuttin less than the best, hoe
n***a, let's go it's U...
"It seems like every-BODY, everybody, everybody (muthaf**in G...)
Everybody forgotten about me... (K, fo' LIFE!)
Will I ever, ever, ever, be free? (Long Live the Pimp!)
Huh, uh, HUH"