Hey, Coach, I think I'm ready The wait is over (Cannon, Cannon) It's about time I suit up And get ready for business (th-th-the Cannon) See I been a menace since season one (the Cannon) So we hard to gear up for season two Only difference is... The army got stronger
Slept on me trying to eat with vultures Ya'll look frail, lemme feed the culture Can't get full off the lead and coke, huh? Still sober? Y'all od, follow me (King!) ya'll know the (King!) You ain't gonna really throw when you in a drink Wake up, wake up, ya'll don't want it Down to The Wire, put Marlo on it And es el chico malo, homey And if I'm scared, I guess I don't know it Still right where the heat at And where I'm not supposed to be And I spit that, sit back 'Fore the sky crack and the Lord gets back Or somebody want some hit back And they click-clack, they be bent back Never left but I been back And I don't rap Gospel, I live that But I'm nothin' but a gimmick Skip a co-sign shout out to the homey Kendrick And all I hear is crickets When I run into the critics (Oh well) it sure tells me a lot When they tell me to rock Keep my eyebrows raised smell what I'm cookin'? But they ask for the truth They like "how you do dat dair?" Sounds kinda nice, boy "who dat dair?" Is everything real, good, true and fair? But you prob'ly wouldn't listen
There's nothing you could do or say to me To knock me off my square The number one co-signer Don Cannon Creepin' out the lions' den Is a little training camp And the attributes go right back up Right, left, right, jab is a check One-hundred wins and no losses I think that sound about right