Ladies and gentlemen, I'm glad that you could make it out
It's kinda funny how this whole thing came about
I got some %#@! on my mind it's time to break it out

So grab a seat and pay attention to what I'm sayin now
You know the deal, mic check, 1, 2
This %#@!'ll never be the same soon I come through

Because Im gunnin' for respect it's a must that I get it
So I'ma kill it from the 1st to the 14th minute
Uhh, 300 Bars had to triple up a Benjamin

I got em feelin my %#@! they like "let 'em in"
I pedaled in, gripped up the mic
Now the rest locked out like a dick to a dike

You're $#&@ing right I gotta stay in my zone
Like what's a heaven to you? Cause I'm creatin' my own
Ya see, I'm proud to be a $#&@ up and I'm makin' it known

Because that %#@! is straight infected in my veins and my bones (Ya know! )
I'll let you hear these wild thoughts that I wrote down
Cause I've been up for days feeling like I'm !@%!ed out

I never slow it down, push it to the limit man
How could I give a $#&@ if I don't even give a damn?
I'm just a man I ain't claiming that I'm perfect

I'm a $#&@ing low life rhymin' til I'm burstin'
Cause I'm an underdog soon about to levitate
And kill it until they callin' me a hip hop heavy-weight

You in the presence of a mother $#&@in' defect
Contaminated with a curse as a reject
I'm mixing pills while I'm chugging down a full bottle

Why the $#&@ you think they callin me a Role Model?
It's Rama motha$#&@a, I know you heard my name
If someone killed ya city I'm the one you turn to blame

Cause every time I come around you know it's sure to rain
So check the weather for this mid-west hurricane
I'm rhymin' a lot and I'm coming to rock

I know these times are tough but, really... when are they not?
Now you could find me running right up to that number one spot
Cause I mean it when I said this %#@! is all that I got,

I'm hot... but still you know my flow is cold
And yeah I came a long way but theres more to grow
Its time to blow, these mother$#&@ers shaking when I'm going in

Then they try to stop me, %#@! like "here we go again..."
But go ahead, ain't a way that you could hold me down
I'll leave you on the ground looking like a $#&@in' clown

You $#&@ around while I'm in it to win it
So take a look, you see that throne? In a year I'm gon' be sittin' in it
Im sick of everything, Im living through an epidemic

A $#&@ing drop out but rappin' is my academic
I came to wreck it now my future looking beautiful
Cause I ain't tryna work a 9 to 5 in a cubicle ($#&@ that)

That's real %#@! and its a pretty simple conversation
I've got one life and I dont really wanna waste it
And to be honest theres alotta big %#@! I'm chasin

If you a new fan, Welcome to the Rama Nation
This %#@! has got me going off the wall
I used have the positive thoughts but lost them all

But still I'm on a $#&@ing mission I dont pause or stall
I keep it moving cause I can't afford the cost to fall
Uh, Now you could you say that I'm a magical man

I'm grabbin a crayon to scribble up a radical plan
And oh yeah, You're damn right I'm breaking out the cage
Come and take a deeper look as we turn the page.


This life's a trick, I'm lovin the treat
People lookin at me crazy, but it's nothing to me

You should see their $#&@in' faces when I rock it live
I'm turning heads like I'll Mind of Hopsin 5
Now this the moment that you notice that I'm dope in every kind of way

And now these record labels givin' me the time of day
They wanna see what I got, so while I rhyme away
I'm making sure they're doin' double takes with every line I say

Thats right boy see this %#@! is what I do
Oh you steppin' in my lane? I'm thinking who the $#&@ are you?
Then I kick ya to the side where your $$# belong

You see that used to be me... but now the past is gone
So I'm attacking the throne, cause %#@! I'm back, and they know
That I'm bad to the bone and now you see me packin a show

I rap then I go, up in the back, mackin' a hoe
Their boyfriend mad... I'm laughin as I'm tappin' it though
But yo, what can I say, these women love the way the track slappin'
So I dont even need a bed to make the magic happen
I just press play and let the product do the talkin'

A couple tracks later, got that (*##$es booty rockin'
I'm puffin' cannabis and chillin back up in the attic
Stackin' up my rhymes, thinking like an rap fanatic
This %#@! is cinematic lookin' like a motion pic
I wrote the script for you to see the way I flow and spit

My troubled thoughts coming back in the scene
I got a pocket full of nothin' and I'm lacking the green
I'm speaking of the cash and all the prices that I had to pay
Its like the worse I feel, the more I put it on display
I'm always going back and forth with the good and bad

I lost the grip of all the %#@! of which I coulda' had
Cause I've been nothing but a prick but I might as well
Why would I like you if I don't even like myself?
I'm layin' back smokin' on a cigarillo
I'm feeling down and out flickin' ashes on the pillow

I'm glaring out the window staring at the moon light
Sippin' on the 40 thinkin' how to get my mood right
I'm feeling like I'm living life in the rain
But still I fail to see the point of even fighting the pain
And $#&@ it I used to want to go to heaven now I'm holding out
So Biggie' tell em' how it's going down.


(When I die $#&@ it I wanna go to hell
Case I'm a piece of %#@!, It aint hard to $#&@in' tell
It don't make sense goin' to heaven with the goodie goodies
Dressed in white, I like black timbs and black hoodies)

(Yeah you got that right)

And a matter of fact, tell God that I wanna fight
Put that %#@! up on my life and we could do it tonight... (Psyche)
But really I could give a $#&@ or much less
So whats next on this long road to success
I never wait for %#@! I'm busy climbing to the top
My grindin' never stop, rhyme until I $#&@in drop
They used to hate it and now they bump it all around the block

I got the key for me to win and now I found the lock
So check it... I'm never dwelling on the enemy
I hear The Beatles singing when they tellin' me to 'Let It Be'
And if you doubted me I bet you're feeling dumb now
If you don't even like me then click the $#&@in' thumbs down
And quit the (*##$in' I'm just tryin to rock
These stupid haters really need to get up off my @@#!

For real, somebody needs to try to find another dick to feed 'em
Like where the $#&@ is Sandusky when you really need him
I'm a mother$#&@in' skitzo
Going through the struggle but still givin you hits though
You think I'm whack man? You could go to hell and rot
Cause you ain't nothing but a joke, like a rent-a-cop
Now I don't mean to be a prick,

But if I wanna be 'Rich' then I gotta be a 'Dick'... right?
I love life but I'm always having these sick thoughts
Coming through the mic with a flow fatter than Rick Ross.

So now I'm up at dawn and workin' like an Ese
It's seven days a week and I don't ever take a rest day
You rappers sellin' out, now you gettin' less pay

Claimin' you a "G" but begin it with an F.A.
Ya get it?
Cause you a !@$) maw$#&@a man
Like god damn... why you tryin' to $#&@ another man?
It's my bad but %#@! I gotta be the realest,
The illest, You feel this, I tell you whatever the deal is
I'm taking it all and giving it back
Look at my life, I'm livin it bad
Sick with the way that I murder a track
I do it the same anywhere that I'm at
Like oh yeah, you know dat, make moves like a nomad
And yo man, you so mad that I'm ballin' like a gonad
You pissed off? Well Im just getting started, heres the kick off
The lift off, and now these women wanna suck my dick off
Hah, And dont be mad at me I'm really not a @@#!y dude
But this is underground, $#&@ your Waka Flocka tune.
You walk away then I'm the best that you passed up
I'm underrated now you (*##$es got me gassed up
But that's the reason that I trash talk
I bring it sicker than the aftermath when two !@$)s $#&@
I'm just a loud mouth slip into a cops house
Pissin' on the carpet so no need to get the mops out
Just let it sink in, and if it start stinkin'
Just tell him it was me and how I never got him even (hey! )
I'm thinking negative but trying to find the positive
I'm spending all my energy and start to feel the cost of it
I'm doing what I do to be accepted by the masses
So I could bang (*##$es with big tits and $$#es
I'm tryna blow so I can grab a Jenn Keating-type
Bang her on a stack of money and tell her I'ma treat her right.
So I'ma find a way of getting by this stone wall
Oh %#@!, I got it; let me make a quick phone call
Yo whats up doc! hey let me get some Adderall
Maybe then I'll pump a couple songs to my catalogue
I spin the top of the bottle open and grab em' all
Flip a middle finger to the world as I cap it off
Yeah, now check it out, heres the deal,
See I'm really not cool, but $#&@ it, I keep it real
Cause I'm married to this life you could say I got a hot date
Go ahead and hate it tell me later how my @@#! taste
Im Self Made, got it tatted on my body
And I'll never slow it down till I'm riding in a Maserati
Sippin' the fine wine and puffin' on the ladi-dadi
Then show it off, till they claimin I'm illuminati
How do I do it? Ima rock it till the break of dawn
Do it on my own, ain't nobody that I'm waitin' on
You try to step in my way then I'ma take it on
Put you on the edge, stand above you as you hangin' on
And $#&@ a mic, (*##$, I'm spittin' in your face
See I dont even need a studio to put you in your place
Hah, What can I say, I'm a !@#$ psycho
I got em' like "$#&@ this kid he's pretty tight though."
I'm just a potty mouth, you #~!!@ little dick $#&@
I take a drug test; start %#@!tin' in the piss cup
You left me out your Top 5? Go and rip your list up
If you aint even bumpin me, then cut your $#&@in wrists up
There's weed in my nose, and !@%!e in my lungs (... What?)
I'm taking your girl and gropin' her buns (haha)
Cause $#&@ it I'm broke, I got no funds
But I'm -- runnin' %#@! - I'm an $$#, no pun
I got first class dreams wit' a low class appetite
I'm lookin' for the cake and when I find it Ima grab a bite
And now these people say I'm rappin tight...
I laugh in spite cause I notice that my haters gettin' mad I'm right
Attack at night, so they dont notice if Im black or white
I choke em' until they turning different colors like a traffic light
N I'll act polite before I smack ya dike
Cause you a (*##$ with a dick... and don't they call that a hermaphrodite?
Youre probably thinkin', "yo... $#&@ this little cracker-ass,
$#&@ 300 bars and everything that's coming after that,
And Rama sucks, %#@!, he can't even spit..."
Well three words for you mother$#&@er, Suck my dick
That's why I'm sick of all this rap %#@!
Cause all these kids always talkin' so fly but forget to bring the passion
I'm seeing all this fake beef, What the $#&@ happened?
You wanna start %#@!? Let me hear it on some wax then
I swear to god I've $#&@in' had it with these twitter thugs
Cause when I meet 'em they ain't doin' %#@! but givin' hugs
These stupid $#&@s talkin' %#@! behind a phone
But their Mommy tuck em in, sleepy tight up in their home (aww...)
I see you talk alotta %#@! but you bluffin', you nothin'
I smoke you like the blunts that Im puffin'
I hit you in the face like the nuts that Im bustin'
On cunts that Im $#&@in, OH was that your cousin?
Ah it wasn't? Damn, whats the fuss then!
I know I'm $#&@ed up, but still I try to function
And Ill admit I'm not the dude that you should trust in
I'm just disgusting... End of discussion.

Now switch it up I'm 'Dead Wrong' for the $#&@ of it
They tried to hate it now these mother $#&@ers lovin' it
300 bars, 5 beats, and not a %#@! given
I'm going hard up in this (*##$, you feel my dick stiffin'?
I'm the sickest young buck that you've ever seen
Never dyin' out, steady growing like an evergreen
So now they gonna see the skill that I pack
I'm feeling backed up in a wall, but I'm pushin' em back
Cause I'm the dirtbag pretty boy comin' outta Illinois
Y'all been waiting for it so I figured I would fill the void
I check the competition... laughin' as I watch and listen
Talkin' like they buzzin' but $#&@ it I guess I must of missed it
Now gimme the mic and I'ma guarantee to kill it right
Spit a couple rhymes while I'm sippin on a miller light
You wanna' join me? then go and grab a cold one
$#&@ it, get the weed hit me up and we could roll one
Yeah... now this that %#@! we can smoke to
I'll grab an eighth and a philly then I'ma roll through
It's the young life, never doing what we told to
You wanna' party mother$#&@er? Get the whole crew
We at the bottom, but we fillin' it with love
So we pop a couple pills, while we smoke a little bud
Cause we livin' through the drugs, and experiment with life
We may work in nine to five, but our spirits in the night... Aight... ?
They try to tell me situate into a better place
This life is nothing a race, but I set the pace
I just smoke, get drunk, and I rap too
It go together great, like fast food and fat dudes
Envision my dimension listen to this intervention
Pay attention to this %#@! in which the way it build the tension
Cause I don't even gotta' rap like I'm ballin' out
And gimmick it with dumb $$# mottos, the $#&@ you talkin' bout? (YOLO)
Thats why these blogs never post my songs,
God damn... got me thinkin' "where did I go wrong?"
It seems ain't nobody like me, what the $#&@ is up that
Tried to get a beat, but %#@!, Sap never hit me back
Come on man we was cool a couple months ago
But once you got your money its like "damn... where the $#&@ you go!"
It's all good though, just think it through
Or the next rhyme I write might be about you
Son you shook, Its about time I made you look
You're damn right you a slave to a page in my rhyme book
Salute to Nasir Jones and Mobb Deep
Ima legend in the makin', aint no $#&@in' way to stop me
Now $#&@ the bull%#@! let's take it to the last round
There ain't no quitin I'ma bring it till I pass out
So heres my last opportunity to get em hooked
I built a name and Ima show you all the pain it took
I gotta tell you man Im glad to be back
But I'ma give it to you real for the end of the track
Now check it... were coming down to the finish going full speed
I proceed to dig deep and let the pulse bleed
I go to battle, reminisce on every kind I fought
They shootin through me as Im gathering my final thoughts
I'm feeling stuck man, I'm feeling weary
Is anybody out there? Can anybody hear me?
I got arrested last month, what the $#&@ yo
Dont mean to (*##$ but I could use a little luck though
I swear to god I gotta make it through
I gotta kill it cause you know thats what I came to do
N all these weak MCs? Yeah Im schoolin' em all
But I dont $#&@ around with them cause I do it for y'all
I'm the voice of the $#&@ed up kids who never win
They're the reason that Im always pickin up the pen again
So Im going for the gold and doing what I can
Had it all mapped out now I'm living through the plan
But damn, the only reason that it look like this...
I put the past to rest, and blew a goodnight kiss
And I remember last year I was taking my time
But now Im looking at the world dreamin of makin it mine
I never takin' a break, $#&@ that, I came to dominate
I swallow up an XR 20 so I can concentrate
Yeah, you know I do it for the fans
I'ma see the day the paper is stackin' up in my pants
Go and ride into the sun set, puffin' on the marijuan
Never regretting a single thing Ill let it carry on
I got a dollar and a dream and if it all comes true
Then I'm hookin up my family and my team
Ima roll into the city with a pocket full of green
Go and shop till I drop as I'm coppin all the preme
See, I'm on the grind and I'm lovin' the fight
Yeah life IS a (*##$ but Im $#&@in her right
Thats why Im up in the night Im dedicated to the game
And it's money over #~!!@ you could put it on my name
Ugh, My crazy attitude is leakin' through the microphone
I knuckle up, steady going through the fight alone
And to be honest? It's scraping up and scarring me
But never could I leave it cause I know that it's a part of me
What the $#&@, I'm feeling trapped in my own skin
I zone in when the cold wind flow in,
I'm rock and rollin', and yo, now you know that
I'm locked and loaded to blow any moment
So from the bottom to the fortune and fame
Ill be ready for whatever, let it poor, let it rain
Im in love with the game and it's time I run it
Like what's 99 problems I just gave 'em over 300