[Verse 1]
For my theme song
My leather black jeans on
My by-any-means on
Pardon, I'm getting my scream on
Enter the kingdom
But watch who you bring home
They see a black man with a white woman at the top floor
They gon' come to kill King Kong
Middle America packed in
Came to see me in my black skin
Number one question they asking
Fuck every question you asking!
If I don't get ran out by Catholics
Here comes the conservative Baptists
Claiming I'm overreacting
Like the black kids in Chiraq, bitch
[Chorus]
Four in the morning and I'm zoning
They say I'm possessed, it's an Omen
I keep it 300 like the Romans
300 bitches, where the Trojans?
Baby, we living in the moment
I've been a menace for the longest
But I ain't finished, I'm devoted
And you know it, and you know it
[Refrain]
So follow me up, 'cause this shit 'bout to go down
I'm doing 500, I'm outta control now
But it's nowhere to go now
And it's no way to slow down
If I knew what I knew in the past
I would've been blacked out on your ass
[Chorus]
Four in the morning and I'm zoning
They say I'm possessed, it's an Omen
I keep it 300 like the Romans
300 bitches, where the Trojans?
Baby, we living in the moment
I've been a menace for the longest
But I ain't finished, I'm devoted
And you know it, and you know it
[Verse 2]
Stop all that coon shit
Early-morning-cartoon shit
This is that goon shit
Fuck-up-your-whole-afternoon shit
I'm aware I'm a wolf
Soon as the moon hit
I'm aware I'm a king
Back out the tomb, bitch
Black out the room, bitch
Stop all that coon shit
These **** ain't doing shit
Them **** ain't doing shit
C'mon homie, what happened?
You **** ain't breathing, you gasping
These **** ain't ready for action
Ready, ready for action
[Chorus]
Four in the morning and I'm zoning
I think I'm possessed, it's an Omen
I keep it 300 like the Romans
300 bitches, where the Trojans?
Baby, we living in the moment
I've been a menace for the longest
But I ain't finished, I'm devoted
And you know it, and you know it
[Refrain]
So follow me up 'cause this shit 'bout to go down
I'm doing 500, I'm outta control now
But it's nowhere to go now
And it's no way to slow down
If I knew what I knew in the past
I would've been blacked out on your ass
[Outro]
God, God, God
God, God, God, God
God, God, God, God
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