Yeah, yo, yo, yo, yo! Holla (holla) The Last Temptation, uh, we comin’ through now niggas It’s a problem (a problem), it’s a problem (a problem) Always has been, ha ha ha ayo Buck Turn me up a lil’ bit in my motherfuckin’ headphones and shit C’mon, and let these niggas know (niggas know) Let ’em know
Motherfuckers y’all want war with the God, c’mon, y’all know better I put holes in ya leather, reknit your sweater And I bet the flow’s wetter than ocean front property Better come at me properly Niggas better off poppin’ me, but I believe Y’all scared to clap them hammers And the fact that I’m unpredictable, gives me the advantage What the fuck, am I’m speakin’ Spanish, niggas? What I got to tell y’all in detail how we murder niggas Handle ya business The Inc. is religious, murder’s the sacrifice We throwin’ Ms niggas, that means murder for life And I’ll die for that red and black That house with the cheddar stack and the smiles on my kids faces What could replace this? This lil’ nigga here done come to grips with death to taste it My air’s thick and filled with hatred Surprise of that look in my eyes, but don’t be I’m just following the footsteps the Lord done pave me If I go crazily insane I’ma blame it on the world, look what I became ‘Cause they give me all the fame and the money mayne Made me an icon So the world can catch a nigga with his lights on That’s the pros and cons, ya never quite free But just gimme a lil’ room so I can breathe And my pain gon’ be the death of me But to be loved is my destiny, my black people