Ugh, yeah, ugh Freddie gangsta Gibbs Ugh, Gary, Indiana's finest Man, lotta y'all rappers better be quick to back down ugh Man, Finger Roll I'm 'bout to kill it man I'm about to kill this beat man Here we go, ugh, yeah You want it come get it, ugh, yo Anybody that wants some gets some I am rap royalty and this is my kingdom Indiana, man the whole Midwest is mine I pack a vest and a nine so the rest is dyin' The rest is lyin', talkin' 'bout they street credibility I represent the hoods so the whole hood feelin' me And if they don't they paralyzed till death And it there's any left, I'mma terrorize the rest You dudes get ludicrous, act a fool Cross me and you get smoked like a pack of kools I'm real and I ain't got no deal But I'm the only all-star from Indiana like Jermaine O'Neal Man don't cross my squad You mess with' Finger Roll or Rod and you get found dead in your garage It's Freddie Gibbs the God, the Indiana playmaker Gettin' on with' lyrical left hooks and haymakers I borrow yo' ear like [?] But this year y'all cats gon' feel more Gibbs Gettin' straight to the source, you know what I mean? My guns double XL, I murder dog like the magazine And you can take it how ya wanna take it But I'm ready for hard labor like a chick when her water breakin' I'm unemployed so I'm bumpin' them raps I make my money on the block, buck punching a clock I'd rather punch you for ya watch, ya chain, ya wallet My flow is like Ashford and Simpson, rock solid I sold dope outta my dorm room in college I slung weight at Ball State, [?] I'm comin' off the top of my dome, I drop knowledge Plus I got them guns if you wanna get brolic My dudes got them bullets that be rippin' up vests Puttin' holes in yo' throwback Mitchell & Ness Freddie Gibbs is the illest, I be spittin' the best And I ain't got no competition cause I'm killin' the rest And I'mma keep spittin' flows 'till they put me to death Won't stop if the cops put me under arrest I'm white t-shirt Nike'n it, got green, lightin' it In the 'lac, bumpin' Jigga, hard knock life'n it You got som' to say, shut ya trap Homie wait until I finish my rap Okay I'm done, go 'head nigga Ugh, yeah, dude go 'head Say whatchu gotta say now homie Yeah, it's No Tamin' Eh, ugh, Heavyweights Yeah, ugh, ugh, yeah Holla at my family man Ugh, Lil Rod, Finger Roll, Seesaw, Smokey, E-Viscious, Reese Ugh, yeah No Tamin' Who'd ya state? Heavyweights ugh Ether, yeah Ugh, Big Sneets holla at ya boy D, Tay Ugh Indiana's in the, ugh, building Curly G I ain't forgot you dog Yeah, yeah Ugh, Freddie Gibbs Ugh, yeah Go get the album