[Verse 1]

Uh,

Sucka I'm a smart ^!$$% you can hate me for that
I'm educated, good-looking and I'm proud to be black
Able to kill any track, with my flow always riding on the beat

Like the prince on a unicorn
Attract all them females, they love to be written on
Get my sign on 'em t-shirts they never take it off

Turn themselves in, I don't have to wear a uniform
Got them cops pissed even more, $#&@ it
They can hate me for that

Like the rest of them other cats
Front and get mashed like booty at a frat bash
Internet shows fake this %#@! for a lotta cash

%#@! is real like you but who cares
Yea ^!$$%z, this game was lost
Ever since gimmicks like y'all started to floss

And helped to exploit the game
Enrich white record execs
With your fame just for (*##$es and a mother$#&@in chain

And all that %#@! that I'm sayin, you can hate me for that too
But this is modern slavery and change overdue
That said now we have our corporate ^!$$%z

And thousands of rap & crunk indie labels
But we do the same %#@! in blue
^!$$%z $#&@in ^!$$%z up

Just for brighter jewels on the neck
Inventin $#&@in dumb dances to get more $$#
Making $#&@in dumb songs just to get more sales

While the world outside of our entertainment
Soon's looking way to wild to be tamed but
Looka here, hip hop ain't no (*##$, she's love my ^!$$%

Why you stab her in the heart my ^!$$%?

[Chorus] x 2


This %#@! is aggressive
My %#@! is defying

Got enemies waiting with their iron
It's about to run riot
This is the war you wanted

I just bring it to your door
You're indebted to me
You can hate me for that


[Verse 2]


I'm the head of Dàm Black, you can hate me for that
Dàm the name, black's the soul, young movement
That's why I'm Young roDDie, and none other than

Is ready to put this whole %#@! on fire
Spreading out like flyers to the hottest joint
When I'm on the spot, it's the hottest point

Trust me you'll believe when you front with me
My aura is packing heat, measured 50 degrees
And makes you freeze and sweat at the same $#&@ing time

Suckas need to pimp their rhymes
In case their fakeness rubs off on their jewelry and can't blind
But value increases as they continue to speak on

The same %#@! on the 5th as on the 1st release, yo
This %#@! ain't funny my brotha, this is embarassing
You couldn't even talk if it wasn't for your management

And all this money involved, got 'em having you
But keep running your mouth, it's all cool ^!$$%


[Chorus] x 2

This %#@! is aggressive

My %#@! is defying
Got enemies waiting with their iron
It's about to run riot

This is the war you wanted
I just bring it to your door
You're indebted to me

You can hate me for that

[Outro]

Uh see,

Y'all don't even know what it is yet
Yea, Young roDDie
Huh, Dàm Black
Merodicc
Make the music

Yea,
You can hate me for that