For my theme song, my leather black jeans on
My by any means on, pardon I'm getting my scream on
Enter the kingdom but watch who you bring home
They see a black man with a white woman at the top floor they gone come to kill King Kong
Middle America packed in, came to see me in my black skin
My homey was number one draft pick, they still burned his jersey in Akron
If I don't get ran out by Catholics, here come some conservative Baptists
Saying he overreacting like them black kids in Chiraq b*tch
Four in the morning, and I'm zonin'
They say I'm possessed, it's an omen
I keep it 300, like the Romans
300 b*tches, where's the Trojans?
Picture me livin' in the moment
And I've been a menace for the longest
Picture me livin' in the moment
Picture me livin' in the moment
So follow me up cause this sh*t's about to go down
I'm doin' 500, I'm outta control now
But there's nowhere to go, now
And there's no way to slow down
Runnin' out of time - moving fast
So just close your eyes and then enjoy this crash
Four in the mornin', and I'm zonin'
Think I'm possessed, it's an omen
I keep it 300, like the Romans
300 b*tches, where's the Trojans?
Baby we livin' in the moment
I've been a menace for the longest
But I ain't finished, I'm devoted
And you know it, and you know it
Stop all that goon sh*t, early morning cartoon sh*t
This is the goon sh*t, f*ck up your whole afternoon sh*t
I'm aware I'm a wolf, soon as the moon hit
I'm aware I'm a king, back out the tomb b*tch
Black out the room b*tch, stop all that coonin'
These n*ggas ain't doin' sh*t, these n*ggas ain't doin' sh*t
What do you say to a masked man, this Inglourious Basterd that's rappin'
We might have to burn this whole suit down, like the theater that Hitler was trapped in
Four in the mornin', and I'm zonin'
Think I'm possessed, it's an omen
300 girls, and we're throwin'
300 girls, and they're zonin'
Baby we're livin' in the moment
Baby we're livin' in the moment
Baby we doin' it, keep it goin'
Keep it goin', keep it goin'
So follow me up cause this sh*t's about to go down
I'm doin' 500, I'm outta control now
But there's nowhere to go, now
And there's no way to slow down
Runnin' out of time - moving fast
So just close your eyes and then enjoy this crash
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