[Verse]
Yo, rain, fire and Ruck let the heat pour
N***as like "Ruck, the fuck you rhymin' to this beat for?"
Listen
Life is like a motherfuckin' seesaw
One minute you hot and the next "Yo where's Rock?"
None of ya biz
Fuck around and run in ya crib
Your wife like "He ain't here", throw some at your wiz
N***as runnin' up on me till the trey pound click
Talkin' 'bout "Ruck let's battle" on some 8 Mile shit
I'm like...
"N***a my name ain't B. Rabbit, it's Sean Price
Big Ruckus when bustin' these ratchets
Or call me 'Gay Basher' when snuffin' up these faggots."
Y'all n***as ain't tough when you're frontin', stay passive
Yo, pass the dutch on the left hand side
Sean Gone Till November stole Wyclef' ride
Bob Backlund, car jackin', New Jersey drivin'
Y'all n***as ain't think about rappin' till you heard me rhymin', what!