It's been a long time coming but now I'm back at it
Flipping the script, from balling back to gansta rap classics
You know that %#@! that hit the hood and upset it

If real ^!$$%s respect it, the squares gon' rep it
I done came in here to bring it to you
The uncut version of ganstarism with the nickel painted Ruger

Quick to @@#! it on you, spark light in your eyes
The unexpected is happening to you now ^!$$%, surprise!
Who is it? (Face, marchin', mobbin')

You said it one more time (Face Mob)
What else? (we keep you)
Now mother$#&@ers lay it down

The ruler's back, cause it's too many !@#( out here
making bull%#@! records and ruining rap
I gotta check this whole game; ^!$$%s out here listening

to these record label (*##$es instead of doing they thing
I'm a real ^!$$%, a street ^!$$% till it's done with
And I could never let you talk me into dumb %#@!

Like selling out to move a few more units
Just keep me in the ghetto cause the hood stay truest
You $#&@ around and cross the other side of the track

Catch you a brick then realize that you can't come back
I'ma stick to the facts
$#&@ it if I don't go two

The homies know that Face stay true
And though I've got more muscle, my sounds don't change
Been the same ever since I stepped in the game

Now, this is for these ^!$$%s switchin' they %#@!
Prostituting theyself, trying to get them a hit
Suck a dick


[Chorus]
You a sellout ^!$$%

Bow down ^!$$% before they $#&@ around and find you face down in the river
Talk down ^!$$% and I'ma bust you in your mouth ^!$$%
Show 'em you a foul $$# ^!$$%

You a sellout ^!$$% and I'ma bust you in your mouth ^!$$%
Show 'em you a foul $$# ^!$$%


Fo sho I talk a lot of %#@! but you can bet that I'm the ^!$$%
Out here backing it up, while you acting it up
I can prove you ain't as real as what you claiming to be

You the king on your block, but you ain't %#@! in DC
You ain't %#@! off in the city of Chi
You ain't %#@! off in the Do It or Die

They want to skin you alive
Out here talking like you carrying arms
We don't shoot at mother$#&@ers, we done flipped the script to carrying bombs

I can end it for ^!$$%s out here who's hard in the booth
Any city I can hit the hood cause Scar is the truth
I know so much about these streets that I can walk them asleep

You can't tell me %#@! about your hood, I walked on your beat
I know your whole life story, plus I've seen for myself
You got caught smoking dope, that's why they sent you to jail

Had you locked up with wet backs, only real ^!$$%s suffer set backs
90 days and I ain't goin' to respect that
And you can sniff a snitch a mile away

$#&@ him in his $$# and feed him dick, a pound a day

[Chorus x2]

You a sellout ^!$$%
Bow down ^!$$% before they $#&@ around and find you face down in the river
Talk down ^!$$% and I'ma bust you in your mouth ^!$$%

Show 'em you a foul $$# ^!$$%

I've got ^!$$%s I was raised with who know who I am

Lil' Brad from out of South Acres, prone for scams
Never ducked the mother$#&@er, I was down for the dirt
Got respect from older cats cause I was down for the work

When Fondren had its Great Skate I'd roll to the club
Drunk off the bird with thumbtack holes in my glove
Stood in the corner waiting for bull%#@! to jump

And in the event it jumped you saw a fool get stomped
There it is, can't get this %#@! no realer than that
Had a super boxing game, but now I'm peeling your cap

I done been in fist fights with ^!$$%s twice my size
Got an incredible record, 27 and 5
And the 5 losses I got, I had to redeem 'em
So he had to fight me everytime I seen him
Ain't no #~!!@ in me, I've been for real before this rap %#@!

I study MCs, that's how I know you hoes is plastic
So-a, shake your $$# and I'ma tell 'em the truth
Fabricate your bumps and bruises homey, do what you do
Just remember who for real when they tell you they real
I survived the game of life ^!$$%, $#&@ some skills


[Chorus x2]
You a sellout ^!$$%
Bow down ^!$$% before they $#&@ around and find you face down in the river
Talk down ^!$$% and I'ma bust you in your mouth ^!$$%

Show 'em you a foul $$# ^!$$%