[Verse 1] Ruff'n'rugged, while I'm puffin' nugget Mr. Nice Guy's comin' it's a must to plug it While we're on the subject I done changed the style It's been a little while since I released a project Awh sh**, where them bars kid? I got punch lines designed with hard hits In my car lit, thinking it's a starship Cause my BIC stays flicked like guitar picks Steady movin' how I walk in the street Rep' the P.D. but never talk to police You know it's C.G. how I hop on a beat Till you hip-hop snobs say "Gosh he's a beast!" Then hop in ya seat hit stop 'n repeat Find me propped on a beach with a lobster to feast And quit your talking, cause talking is cheap And load a [?] like a Rasta with weed Keep the trees lit in my Japanese lit in my Japanese whip It's so cloudy that I could hardly see sh** I'm bumpin Three Six feelin' like I'm Jesus Feelin' blessed like I was born with three dicks (3 dicks?) Please believe it, I make the crowd throw it up like bulimics Flip a beat quick treat it like it's capsized Or a 59FIFTY was your cap size f** you rap guys, y'all corny f**ing crap rhymes, y'all bore me I just wrote the best album of my life For cats who don't like it I'mma stab 'em with the mic Acting like the sh**, but you lames are not You belong up in a chamber pot I'm known to spit fire, boy the flames are hot And on a dis don't miss like I'm aimin' shots (bloaw) And I don't own a Glock, but on the microphone I ain't known to stop I'm like a flat top stove, in the zone I'm hot So when I shoot first it's the only shot Even stars envision, with more bars then prison That's why going hard ain't a hard decision I'm ready to bet it all on the cards I'm givin' I got the pedal to the floor like the cars I've driven You catch my drift like a stick shift Got my name on your girls mouth like it's lipstick Just another Triscuit, feelin' like a misfit Checkin' off my wishlist, can I get a witness You know who it is, Cam Groves Stay murkin' like a pubic [?] Yo, I'll keep rhyming till it stops Mr. Nice Guy go and buy it when it drops