Really Smoker shit 183rd Street I do this for the go-getters Curve to the gold diggers You talkin' to the KG Show, nigga My Bike Life niggas with 4-wheelers Comin' to the hood, I'm on post with it Whatever spot, I do the most with it I pop up, power bomb, I'm prolific Prize fighter for money, my eyes light up I'm back with a full clip, back on my pulpit runnin' Send Tom through the bullshit, right I'd rather be a wine seller in Scandinavia Big blunts, big clouds all in the area Kushed God, he's a myth, fuck it, they made me up Super kick, Pat take 'em to KO Mania Ringside or ring apron if you're feelin' tough Fuck it, repeat the process, they ain't scared enough I earn mine, I am not an inheriter Right, it's the new face of America You have to worry about running here or running there to make sure you don't lose the title Because the only person that's going through that commentator's table is you Courtesy of a pop-up power bomb