What up? I heard that you got a little prob'nWit the way that we roll and the heads we done robbednStickin' and flickin' the bangers, thrown them out through ya necknAnother beat down inflicted by that nigga TeknnAnd for ya back, establish, yea I got a sharp daggernAnd a left hook that'll cause ya jaw bone to shatternWhose skilled enough to come test the weeded twonTitans from Bucktown, that'll burn through ya crewnnI got a vibe from the session in the backnWhen niggas is shaft on the ground puffin' meth and kickin' rapsnSmif-N-Wessun comin' wit nuff buds and skunknFake the funk and get found dead in the trunknnAll heads realize, wrekonizenReal heads on the rise, wrekonizenYou better wrekonizennAll heads realize, wrekonizenReal heads on the rise, wrekonizenYou better wrekonizennAll heads realize, wrekonizenReal heads on the rise, wrekonizenYou better wrekonizennAll heads realize, wrekonizenReal heads on the rise, wrekonizenYou better wrekonizennBack again, make room for the boomnPuffin' the lye, gettin' high to a beat minus twonChoke my yak, is where I lives at and lotta ratsnCooch and pain is my brain, so I don't sweat thatnInstead I mack wit a Tek and a Dog, my man Ruckus and RocknAnd yo Rippa, what up doc?nnThe deals going down like thisnNone affect the mouth, watch ya lips and my boots do a French kissnPuttin' an end to those who tend to get me aggravatednI'm tired of countin' dues and addin' up the years we waitednBe on the lookout for these mad blunts smokin'nKeep ya girl away from me, 'cause I won't hesitate to stroke itnnAll heads realize, wrekonizenReal heads on the rise, wrekonizenYou better wrekonizennAll heads realize, wrekonizenReal heads on the rise, wrekonizenYou better wrekonizennAll heads realize, wrekonizenReal heads on the rise, wrekonizenYou better wrekonizennAll heads realize, wrekonizenReal heads on the rise, wrekonizenYou better wrekonizennI'm feelin' the rush from the cannabis plantnBut I can't lamp 'cause niggas get me ampednTalkin' this and that but my raps formats phatnAnd I slap cats that come miss the stand backsnnNever could I ever agree onnCuttin' loose a lot of mic troops that I roll wit for eonsnBe on ya tippy top or ya crisply cropnBy them crooked cops or the local cop blockers on ya blocknnI watch my back when for delfnSome say the buzz, but I say the fuzz bad for my healthnHuh, critics could get banged like did itnBowl, first I get lifted wit my click before up in a shownnSo, I say what I mean, mean what I saynDo what I do, and me not playnSay young God for punks who play hardnDon't be surprised, I'm pullin' ya card, ya better wrekonizennAll heads realize, wrekonizenReal heads on the rise, wrekonizenYou better wrekonizennAll heads realize, wrekonizenReal heads on the rise, wrekonizenYou better wrekonizennAll heads realize, wrekonizenReal heads on the rise, wrekonizenYou better wrekonizennAll heads realize, wrekonizenSmif-N-Wessun on the risenYou better wrekonize