"#TheFuckin901 (Message 4 Da' Shook Ones)"

Niggaz so fake, watch 'em break like plastic in the hand
They can't stomach me, I corrode 'em, turn they gastric into sand
Yeah, he on top now, but I'll be laughin' at ya' man
Pretty soon, on ya' ave, from a Phantom, that's the plan
See I talk to 'em tough, watch me punk 'em out wit' bars
These niggaz couldn't make it wit' the munchkins out in Oz
From a real grimey city, niggaz dumpin' out of cars
The fuckin' 901, where they be pumpin' out the stars
Think we ain't tough, or that the M's a safehaven
Factually, you better off in "Nightmares" by Wes Craven
Suggest you get low - like jet fighters strafe sprayin'
They'll pop you, an' not care less; I'm just sayin'
It's poverty an' drama, trauma an' depression
All these factors mixed together equate heavy aggression
Movin' on impulse, fixated to drastic measures
Unregistered iron tethered to the hip, never severed
The murders keep climbin', an' we only 8 months in
2016, let's annotate that then
Since 2009, shit keeps gettin' thicker
Basically since Herenton left office-- get the picture?
Good an' bad days flicker like lights durin' thunderstorms
Makin' most knuckle under an' conform
The hood'll reform you if you were raised wit' good intentions
Have you switchin' sides on ya' mission
+Bad boys+ in the 9 wanna +shine/Shyne+ like The Commission
Been this way since Project Pat was gorilla pimpin'
Tellin' you get the fuck up off 'em like Gangsta Blac
Keep somethin' tucked, don't get erased off the map
See, I ain't a gangsta, but I ain't no joke either
Don't have me makin' +choices/Choices+ like La'Chat an' T-Rock
Shoutout to Proficient, see we been rockin' since Cross of Calvary
The Mighty M.o.R-- don't cross the calvary
Folks have often doubted me, but now I'm on the path to make it
So - +when the smoke clears+, you gon' see +who run it+
A +Legend in the Making+, +tailor/Taylor made+ like +Da Undaground King+
Sendin' fissures thru the underground scene...

Heh, kiss the ring an' fuckin' crown me..