Chuuch!!!-Bun-B

Ah yeah 2010 and we still rolling You know Bun My dad used to tell me every time he thought he knew it all Something new would come up So at this time let's welcome Drake, the newest member to the family Whom my son, JS prince discovered Make no mistake the arm is behind us Now Bun I've been labeled as a quiet storm And it maybe true But I've been watching a genius at work on this album And without further ado, yo pimp give us your blessings Judge Yeah I'm back baby and better than I ever was I got the streets on fire so forget a buzz? I ain't tripping on sounds scan a beat DS It's easy to find with or without your GPS And now we riding next Biden on Obama Go ask the hustlers, the gangsters, ask your mama And they'll tell you the best that ever did it Is still in here doing it, you can f**k with it And I'ma hit it on the head with a hammer Rep-ing H-town like five slam a jam Am I hard enough, am I real enough, am I ready Bro well you already know On your march, set, ready, go I came to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth I came to represent for the south In the streets and in the booth I came from the bottom to the top And I'm out here doing my thang So if you're trying to get it like I get it let the congregation sing Yeah We back baby and better then we ever was It's trill G gang so quit acting like we never was You see the group is too trill and in effect If Rap a lot is rolling with us We in to wreak? So ask him, ask?, ask diddy Go ask Yeezy, Jeezy, ask 50 And they'll tell you I'm through when I spit it It's still in here doing it, you can't f**k with it And I'ma hit it in the chest with the nina Reping H-Town like James Prince Senior Am I hard enough, am I real enough, am I ready Bro well you already know On your march, set, ready, go I came to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth I came to represent for the south In the streets and in the booth I came from the bottom to the top And I'm out here doing my thang So if you're trying to get it like I get it let the congregation sing Yeah It's back baby and better than it ever was That dirty south shit That you can only get from us That H-town, slow down, drop the screw music And it ain't going no where so get used to it Go ask Trey, ask paul wall, ask roll Go ask Cooper, ask Slim, they already know And they'll tell you they ready to represent it It's still in here doing it, you can f**k with it And I'ma hit 'em low, chop 'em at the knee Rep-ing PAT like a young MC Am I hard enough, am I real enough, am I ready Bro well you already know On your march, set, ready, go I came to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth I came to represent for the south In the streets and in the booth I came from the bottom to the top And I'm out here doing my thang So if you're trying to get it like I get it let the congregation sing