[Verse 1: Explicheat]
From my streetz,it's da name of explicheat
It's da master of the low key,explicit cheat,explicheat sh*t [?]
I was rapping since the school of the little infants [?]
Witta richa fooling me,I throw up my middle fingers
I come back to my house:it's my neighbourhood way
I'm strapped with a AK and not afraid,low lay [?]
With my homie Wigle,Cuzzi,Ritzhouse,Skeet and XYZ
Now we gotta label studio on the street,n*ggas can't see me [?]
Down the streets of my neighbourhood: "n*gga what?"
My n*gga writes "f*ck Da System's On",Clean the wall!!
Don't fall in a circle like two mirrors
You'll run from the cops!Yo,they think they're some heroes [?]
It's the crazy Explicheat n*gga witta Glock,Uhh
I met my G's and we shot the new top [?]
The old Zoom buncha,they're selling me another bud
Another street of my G's and my n*ggas open fire