(Intro) I want y'all to feel this sh** but um…(can you?) I don't know… (Verse One) Straight out the gutta with my mind on my money, NAH Straight out the suburbs with my mind on my money Just realized I ain't designed to be funny But you tryin' my patience, I'm dying to make it! Let me break it down, ererere, right now Let me break it down, ererere, right now I'm from a small town, ererere, white town White mom, dad's brown, so I smile with a frown Live from the HCO, fake rappers stay low I'm coming for your head, bro Coming for your head like we rapping in a p**no But all I got is cheese like I'm rapping for Digorno Deliver that warm flow Got these n***as holding to they heads: no corn rows Got these women going for my pedist: no ortho For show, I am Judge Alex, no court show But they call me Reign, cause I stay with a storm flow In the lead, at the head of the totem pole But these kids napping on me, where the f**s the ransom note? Ahah…but while they stand in the frontest row I'll be on the stage catching all these b**hes' underclothes And you coulda been standing right here… You shoulda kept your dreams bigger than your nightmares I swear to God, I don't even seem tough Still keep the streets ringing like an ice cream truck (Chorus) Let me break it down, ererere, right now Let me break it down, ererere, right now They sleeping on a n***a, ererere, pipe down Night light, night gown, over the sound of my crowd (Verse Two) You see I'm sharper than a motherf**ing knife—lose your life On the mic', I am Ty-son, get it right Or get left in the studio, gasping for your life n***a I'm rapping for my life, like a cobra I will bite—in a second Never second, that is not in my sight So that's why I'm up first, like: “what the f** is night?” And what the f** is life, but a highway to d**h? So that's why I drive slow like Kanye West, yes Runnin this sh**, with no diarrhea You are not on my level b**h, I'm an Eagle I am just another Michael Vick, you're the beagle And I stay with me some b**hes like I'm a seagull And so I just drop sh** that they say is the bomb While these scared n***as run, no Hiroshima And here is my thought: til I'm in a pine box Everybody that you know will say Reign is the raw-est… (Interlude) (“this is better than a wohsshow…wearing a baby blue shirt with a PANDA on the front”) (Verse Three) Ah, Ah, Ah, and my sk** outrageous Wait a couple seconds…still outrageous! A backpack rapper cause I'm filled up with paper And stay glued to it but believe I'm a staple And got more game than a f**ing arcade So fly, I float like a f**ing parade You can't son me, I be in the shade Like, my name is Reign , so who you think you playin? And straight n***as gaze at this maze of amazing Lingo, language, you f**ing with the greatest And that won't change, I'll be laying in the grave with My heart on my sleeve and my mind on the payment And these people asking where Reign went Yet my momma asking where Alex James went People say “ain't nothing changed but the name” But I've always been Reigning like a f**ing hurricane (Chorus)