Who's That

Who's that peepin in my window?)

(My folk don't understand so they dont take us serious)

Everybody wanna rap but y'all don't seem sincere

Do you realize the pain goin on round here?

Think about the things that we puttin in these kids ear

Is parallel to slave stories told by Ma Dear

I'm a man with a plan since fifteen on the corner

With some beats in my hand all rapped in Saran

Sellin gettin cash, stacks, wrapped, smacked in rubber bands

I was just like you, little nigga skippin school

Smokin weed tryin to fuck something

Then I had to move

Yeah God made me choose, the dope game, rap, or school

Cause it's all fucked up

That's word to my name, now we all Screwed up

Bitches poppin pills Now they all juiced up

Black women raise your kids

Cause we don't need a lil nigga in the pen dodgin dick

And I know it sounds six six six

Oil spills on the coast but BP STILL RICH

Man them white folk ain't goin trip

Katrina, now this, they tryin to break our spirits

The devil in the form of a lick

But niggaz wannt rap, play sports and chop bricks {*3X*}

This is David Banner's Mississippi country grammar

I'm sick of all my niggaz praisin livin in slammers

Board up your window neighbor, and save that peace shit for the pope

Cause there's a war goin on, and its all about dope

The rich is gettin richer and the poor is gettin broke

Meanwhile niggaz hatin on my twenty-two spokes

On my caddy I eyed Cali cause I had to have more

Then a Pyrex visit, tryin to flip a little coke

Yeah I love black folks

We gotta do more than smoke

I got a flow like Muhammad when you up against the ropes

Every verse from now on is a motherfuckin quote

For you fuk ass rappers, bendin over for the soap

Yellin pause grand dad, NO NO

Star bitches in the crowd like I'm Tony Romo

I got a heart like a pit

Got beats like a pimp

I'm a man amongst women, let y'all play the bitch

Got Boo on deck and too BIG K.r.i.t

Still articulatin words with our southern accent

Biitch; it's the mixtape son my nigga

(Who's that peepin in my window?)

(My folk don't understand so they don't take us serious)