(Are you ready,or what?) So here I come Save ya passengers from this critical-minded messenger Right in front of ya eyes U see me standin wit da mic in da right hand Aint that aight,man (come on!!) 5 Bucks entry and da drinks arent 4 free The bartenders trippinand ya girl is lookinat me Typical - tropical heat...chewingum on ya seat Yeah,this happening sukks,yes indeed Tell me, whats da reason,yo Why do u came? Why do ya blame? The band is giving everything Oh,now u say that its 2 loud Do u think that it is silent when u shout? Tell me,why da fukk r u here?(oh yeah..) You wanna criticize me? Yeah,I can feel it in the air Adrenaline is risin,homes,yo Ya anger is my air 2 breathe, and I can feel it in my bones Pay 4 fame (...its da stikk-up-stukk-up-stikk-up-kid...) Fight,fight,fight,fight me! Drink no champagne! (Its a stikk up,yo,its a stikk up!its a stikk-up,yo,its a stikk-up....its a stikk-up,fukk!!) Yo,I hear ya screamin4 payback,bitch,but I have 2 disapoint u Cuz I dont swing tecs or baseballbats So I guess ya skills gotta be the weapon 2 choose 4 u And I wont explain da rules 2 times 4 u Wake up early,son,first come-first serve Speak your shit,but always keep something in reserve The crowd wants 2 be entertained So whatcha gonna be,b-boy? A b-boy or a stain???? Pay 4 fame (...its da stikk-up-stukk-up-stikk-up-kid...)fight,fight,fight,fight me Drink no champagne! (its a stikk up,yo,its a stikk up,its a stikk-up,yo its a stikk-up,its a stikk-up,boy!!....)