[Verse 1] Guess who's back again? I'm known to make a f**a lose oxygen Been poppin since PAC had the Glock in sh** Hold up stop Drop the pen I have to f**ing make some sense Ahhhh lemme stop [Interlude] [Hands up, Don't Shoot Chant] [Verse 2] Hands up, it's time for revenge Y'all n***as not level with the kid You surprise that I surpa** All the wack rhymes that you kick Young crack spitta, man my 3rd Eye with the sh** Superhero vision Got my heart in the freezer Don't worry bout I Cause the odds ain't even I tried to push weight But the weight wasn't lifting Any n***a owe me then your life might be missing You afraid of the night You afraid of the $partans You afraid of big balling Chazz $iNO the lyrical spawner Wanna ball like Harden Snakes in the gra** I gotta piss on the garden No Melo, can't trade me I'm too awesome Big bossing Stay flossing Rick Ruban Smoke Cubans This world is so confusing I do this Lyrical abusing These b**hes just steady choosing This music I f**ing screw it Matter of fact I f**ing brute it Any rapper that step up to it I'll leave the mic bleeding and just mute em