Haaaaaa and it don't stop and it don't stop

Rugged Child got the world prop n***a

Can you feel it

Can you feel it

Do I gotta cock my pistol

I be notorious like that n***a Big Smalls

Plus I keep it raw live illegal like Jamal

If ya act up you get shot up

What the blood I represent thugs

You know it

Y'all know my style bring it to man woman and child

Buckwild juvenile

Rugged Child break it down

Jiggers they stick close like crews

You never see me spendin cash rules on you fools

Cause I don't love you h*es

Why not

A lot of y'all cross be laws like Got

A n***a like me keep it real word to Jesus

Respect to the real woman f**k you skeezers

2x

Can you feel it

Can you feel it

Or do I gotta cock my pistol

I'm a juvenile deliquent I keeps a cocked biscuit

Moet and Alize be gettin a n***a lifted

And when I'm high my mouth is dry

I'm not from the sky

But a n***a for the eye he better do or die

Clack clack that's all you hear up in the dark

Blaka blaka and then two bright sparks

The boy fall down while screamin police

WOOO jiggy comin but them no worry me see

A criminal for bein crimi nal

No matter who what how when or where it goes down

A dramalord plus a punany don

In '95 I'ma max like Nissan

I'ma max get it max I'ma Max I'ma well come along

I take you through another Chamber let me pick

36 Wu Tang Yeah that be that s**t

So I creep ooohhhhhh I roll deep like F O I 's

Recognize or get paralyzed

I drop jewels like a nervous appraiser

A hell raiser engrave my logo in your back player

I bring the pain in many different methods

Similar to the lethal injection and your style is seconds

What punk boy I'll box ya up

Plus my rhymes is sicker than them kids in Somalia