作词 : J. Tucker/R. Roberson
V1 JTuKC: Guess whos back?/ And this cat is on full attack/
And my mags? They are fully packed!/ And these reggies are gettin sacked now/
Y'all must be twacked!/ Youre lames with swag raps/ and mine are dank slaps/ Every verse I spit is fully loud!/ 
So who you think that you talkin to like that?/ I'm a vet in this game! MJ on my 4th come back/ i try to leave, but you keep givin' me reasons to come back/ So I'm comin back with more rhymes than you can combat!/
So calm that! No, it aint happin' kid/ See, I'm a tree, roots planted, and youre only just a twig/ I'll split ya wig! Roll a spliff, not even give you a whiff/ youre like a trifelin *****! No matter how kuch you wish.../ 
...you aint denyin' my wins son/ youre lyin' and then some/ go spend ya money just so you can get some/ but I done kicked down the door!/ with only skill, and no more/ so what youre buyin'...ive done/ and I am done now!

HOOK: You know that I be the meanest/ and you have unleashed a demon/ on everybody that schemin'/ ITS TIME TO EAT FAT!/ 
And now's the time, so believe it/ that everybody's him see it/ that I will not be defeated/ NOW BRING THE BEAT BACK! (x2)

V2 RobRob: What you think you doin by goin at local legends?/ the **** that you been pursuin' will send ya *** straight ta heaven/ I ride wit TuKC(er), you corny ******* suck on a ****/ truth of the matter? You prolly suckin each others as is/ 
Midwest mafia in here, and we aint leavin/ its me, and TuKC the creator of the Midwest scene/ you dont wanna get smoked, over a lil bitty dusta/ but you keep talkin **** and guarenteed that you'll get TuKCed up/ RobRob...best in the Midwest/ put me on a beef track...I'm grinnin! TuKC, whos next?/ I dont need me a vest/ my aim is steady and deadly/ I break ******* like (?)/ you'll have to out live me/ before you can out spit me/ you hypocritical hippies, this will never be your city/ crawl back where you came from, get back on momma's *****

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