歌词
You seen that big ass whiteboy?
Let that be the joker to start up some shit
Bitch, it's H-A-Y-S-T-A-K
Haystak Mak Million
But if you can't remember all that, bitch then, just call me
"Big ass white boy"
Now, that you know who I am, check this out (ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
I'm a time bomb, tickin' like tick-tock
I'm a 13 year old, with twin Glocks
I'm the streets that decide if you ball or not
I'm the rubber band around every ballers knot
I'm the judge, and the jury, when you fuck with me
I'm the pin in the grenade, go on, pull it and see
I'm a target, everybody got a bullet for me
But I'm a tough kid, and ain't nobody bullyin' me
I'm a battle ship, take the banana clips
I'm a 150 bricks, over five thousand zips
I'm a fire truck, back up, and let me through
I'm ecstasy, more sensational, and deadly, too
I'm a premonition, déjà vu
I'm a human being, motherfucker, just like you
I'm the sedatives you take, when you need some rest
I'm the pills that you pop, just to ease your stress
I'm a big ass white boy (I'm down for whatever)
(We can do it when a pen and a pad, or we can do it with a strap on the street)
(I don't give a fuck)
Big Ass White Boy (I'll have all y'all bitches hooked up to machines, and shit)
(Sound like a bunch of dump trucks backin' up, keep playin')
Now, I'm a C-Dub affiliate, who's not with that silly shit
I'm brilliant, I'm Mr. Mak Million
And I'ma vent my fuckin' anger, 'til there's nothin' in the chamber
I'm the board, the booth, the mic, the pen, and paper
I'm the blood, and the sweat of every independent rapper
I'm the fugitive runnin', who refuses to be captured (aah, aah)
I'm that tattoo on your neck, that'll let these bitches know
Who you are, where you're from, every fuckin' where you go
I'm that strap under the pillow, that dead bolt on the door
That voice in your head that says, "Fuck 'em, let's go to war"
I'm the reason that that guard dog is chained out back
Barkin' when he sees intruders, like, "Daddy, go get the mac!"
I'm breakin news
I'm a rave reveiw
I'm a rock and a hard place, either way, you lose!
I'm a head-on collision, doin' 75, nobody survives
I'm a (Big ass white boy)
I'm the leaves on the trees
I'm the stripes on the street, c'mon
(Big ass white boy)
Ain-Ain-Ain-Ain't nothin' shakin', but my god damn car keys
(Big ass white boy)
I'm the leaves on the trees
I'm the stripes on the street, c'mon
(Big ass white boy)
Ain-Ain-Ain-Ain't nothin' shakin', but my god damn car keys
I'm a mad man, with a maniacal mind
I'm the beginning of the end, I'm a sign of the times
I'm an anomaly, you're no problem to me
I'm a four time vet, you're a prodigy
I'm a son, a grandson, a father, and a brother
I'm paranoid, "All of you fuckers are undercover!"
Schizophrenic, you're dealing with four people
I'm good one second, and then, I just turn evil
I'm a straight up cat, I hate a snake and a rat
I'm a threat to say the least, let's just leave it at that
I'm a stand by my word type, same puffin' herb type
Represent these whiteboys who livin' that dub life
(Cracker) I'm a (hoogie) I'm a (wedo) I'm a (Devil)
I'm a kill you if you, pull out that 38 special
I'm a white boy, 'til they throw me in the ground
White boy (ha), hold me down, now
(Big ass white boy)
I'm the leaves on the trees
I'm the stripes on the street, c'mon
(Big ass white boy)
Ain-Ain-Ain-Ain't nothin' shakin', but my god damn car keys
(Big ass white boy)
I'm the leaves on the trees
I'm the stripes on the street, c'mon
(Big ass white boy)
Ain-Ain-Ain-Ain't nothin' shakin', but my god damn car keys
(Big ass white boy) (boy, boy, boy)
