Big Ass Whiteboy

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

I'm a time bomb tickin' like tick, tock

I'm a thirteen-year-old with twin Glocks

I'm the streets that decide if you ball or not

I'm the rubber band around every baller's 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 hundred fifty 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 preminition, déjà vu

I'm a human being, mothafucker, 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

I'll have all y'all bitches hooked up to machines 'n shit)

Big ass white boy

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 till 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

I'm that tatoo 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, dead bolt on the door

That voice in your head that sayin', "Fuck 'em, let's go to war!

I'm the reason that that gaurd 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' seventy-five

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 goddamn 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 goddamn 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 white boys who livin that dub life

(Cracker) I'm a (Hoogie) I'm a (Wedo) I'm a (Devil)

I'mma kill you if you pull out that 38 special

I'm a white boy till 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 goddamn 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 goddamn car keys

Big ass white boy