[Intro: Black Milk]
Black
To Meda, what up
Good looking out, ha, yeah
It's getting ugly, yeah
Ayo, Kat, tell 'em

[Verse 1: Phat Kat]
Yo, radio be like he raw cuz he cuss in his raps
Neighbors say he too loud, he be bangin' them tracks
Fuck that I'm from where gats be busting
For a blunt or some chili fries, give them rats to suckers
Still fronting them memorials, something mashing buttons
Since '95, Kat can bless you with the classic rough shit
Sip champagne, straight from the barrio, y'all plastic cup it
And the wolves I run with they quick to blast a musket
Same blade you pulled out when your ass got stuck wit
That's what you get when you step to Ronnie Cash with tough shit
Never been that one with that ass, betting to bluff shit
Tuck your ring, watching your chain, your scared we'll cuff it
Y'all some actors, no y'all some actresses
Fucking with Ronnie Cash, so y'all can rest in piss
A in't just a rap, I'm an artist n***a
Don't get me started n***a
The life I live will make a bitch out of the hardest n***a
I need a tech, for post dramatical stress
For survival draw, while soldiers were layed to rest