| What’s the problem, Officer? I ain’t be did nothin | 
| You on my back sweatin me like I’m some kid frontin | 
| I’m tryin to do my thing, Ingle and Illtown sing | 
| Double I’s the thing, if you know what I mean | 
| What you do for a living, boy?, I mean I rock | 
| Not sellin coke on the block, I had to stop | 
| What’s your name? — Fam | 
| Damn yo, put a mic in my hand | 
| This is as good as grand | 
| I make you understand how I am What I stand for and what it’s worth | 
| You see my life flash in front of yo face and think it’s cursed | 
| I’m the soldier rarely seen from the block of 118 | 
| I’m a fanatic, can’t help bein a hip-hop fiend | 
| Embedded in my enzymes before I tipped my nine | 
| At birth the world knew I was one of a kind | 
| It’s all about the music, that’s all I know | 
| That’s all I heard growin up in E.O. | 
| But yo, let’s not dabble in the past | 
| A look at what the future got in store, so I gotta watch my ass | 
| Can my music be the saviour of my grace? | 
| Cause you see reality written on my face | 
| Just a taste of my flavor make you savor for more | 
| Go from city to city, I check you out on the tour | 
| Is you with me? Oh yeah! | 
| We holdin fort, we ain’t goin nowhere (2x) | 
| I gots many, many, huh, concepts, that’s much | 
| In clutch grab my nuts, I’m nuts like 'deez nuts' | 
| I got the touch, huh, I take my time when I do mine | 
| It’s done when I do mine, for fun when I do mine | 
| It’s mine, mine, all mine | 
| The rhyme and the rhythm, I get it from the mind | 
| And put it in the body and soul and then I roll | 
| Steppin on my stroll, I got total control | 
| Hold up, boy, you’re ready? Here it comes | 
| Feel the bass from the drums as I expand lyrics from my lungs | 
| I run lyrics so rapid to catch it you need a z It’s me from '19NaughtyIII', the Diesel MC | 
| Is you with me? Oh yeah! | 
| We holdin fort, we ain’t goin nowhere (2x) | 
| I said, 'Helloooo, everyboooodyyy' | 
| I said, 'Helloooo, I’m from Ill-t-t-town-t-t-town-t-t-town' | 
| I push the pedal to the metal and just gas on up Keep a limp in my strut when I walk talkin much | 
| Tell you what, huh, tell me what’s really goin on? | 
| Everything’s the same, everywhere I go, come on Go on, so forth and so on, I throw on A brand new style while I freestyle, me and Lovechild | 
| Reakin, what is it I’m seakin? | 
| I’m always a little tipsy, rip, see, is how I gets busy | 
| Influencing your choice of your listening pleasure | 
| Lyrics are more than a treasure, on wax to remain forever | 
| Clever in my ways, I amaze audiences from the stage | 
| Build up anger, releasin physical rage | 
| Once the spotlight shines it captivated your mind | 
| Eye contacts sendin chills up opponents’spines | 
| This is my place of business, where I’m most relaxed | 
| So many crews stepped up and them fools collapsed | 
| Is you with me? Oh yeah! | 
| We holdin fort, we ain’t goin nowhere (4x) |