Lyrics

Yes yall
Live from the six
Yes yall
3-1-4 (oh lets go) (Nitro) (that’s me)
Beat busta
What up doe
Bangaz
T dot O dot S-T-L

Are you prepared to deal with a back slasher jawcracker
L.T. the track attack of the linebackers
Shootin firecrackers at chiropractors
For trying to crack the back of my style
But I’m still hip hop with these backpackers
Slash Greenbay stackers
Real G’s and Nitro movin silent
So cats could never track us
Two of the baddest braggers
With microphones and daggers
Let you know what happens when you get one of the baddest rappers
And this for toe tappers and hand clappers
Crumbsnatchers on the corner with knapsacks trying to be big trappers
Speaking that country grammar driving lacks and tractors
Oh my God I’m surrounded by fakes phonies and actors

I’m a outcast a nomad a badass a smartass
I’m too cool for yo school and too cool for yo class
I’m a teacher and a preacher and a prophet
I been tellin you for years I’m the shit I gotta stop it

I’m a outcast a nomad a badass a smartass
I’m too cool for yo school and too cool for yo class
I’m a teacher and a preacher and a prophet
I been tellin you for years I’m the shit I gotta stop it

Real rappers get at us, don’t need nobody to back us
I got green and I can still stick a rapper like a cactus
I’m in the championship poppin bottles
While yall n*ggas sittin around bitchin bout practice
It’s a method to my madness, stay raw and classless
Like hidin your stash under your mattress
Can’t nobody pass us
I can see the bullshit comin and I don’t even need no glasses
Playin my position while these suckas throw shade
I’m a master yall especially mad cuz I got it made
I got the sharper blade black vigilante mercenary
I got the dangerous drum and the versus are scary
Hey

I’m a outcast a nomad a badass a smartass
I’m too cool for yo school and too cool for yo class
I’m a teacher and a preacher and a prophet
I been tellin you for years I’m the shit I gotta stop it

I’m a outcast a nomad a badass a smartass
I’m too cool for yo school and too cool for yo class
I’m a teacher and a preacher and a prophet
I been tellin you for years I’m the shit I gotta stop it

Who wanna test a boy we can flip a coin call it in the air
Chop his head off, cuz his tail aint goin nowhere
Hell naw no fair I’m ballin like no hair
Last time I checked though I was winnin so I don’t care
You aint goin nowhere til the end of the session
It’s a blessin for my lyrics turn life in into a blessin
Keepin these suckas guessin which direction I be movin in
Break the drums down switch gears now we groovin in
Homie I’m a hooligan, who you think you foolin n
I been doin this since Slick Rick was the ruler man
Aint nobody cooler than, it’s a proven fact
I’m a emcee til the end you already be knowin that

I’m a outcast a nomad a badass a smartass
I’m too cool for yo school and too cool for yo class
I’m a teacher and a preacher and a prophet
I been tellin you for years I’m the shit I gotta stop it

I’m a outcast a nomad a badass a smartass
I’m too cool for yo school and too cool for yo class
I’m a teacher and a preacher and a prophet
I been tellin you for years I’m the shit I gotta stop it