Lyrics:

(are you ready, or what?)
So here I come
Save ya passengers from this critical-minded messenger
Right in front of ya eyes
You see me standin wit da mic in da right hand
Ain?t that aight, man (come on!!)
5 bucks entry and da drinks aren?t 4 free
The bartender?s trippin?and ya girl is lookin?at me
Typical - tropical heat... Chewin?gum on ya seat...
Yeah, this happening sukks, yes indeed
Tell me, what?s da reason, yo
Why do you came? Why do ya blame?
The band is giving everything
Oh, now you say that it?s 2 loud...
Do you think that it is silent when you shout?
Tell me, why da fukk are you 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 (... It?s da stikk-up-stukk-up-stikk-up-kid...)
Fight, fight, fight, fight me!
Drink no champagne!
(it?s a stikk up, yo, it?s a stikk up! It?s a stikk-up, yo, it?s a stikk-up.... It?s a stikk-up, fukk!!)

Yo, I hear ya screamin?4 payback, bitch, but I have 2 disapoint you
'cause I don't swing tec?s or baseballbats...
So I guess ya skills gotta be the weapon 2 choose 4 you
And I won?t explain da rules 2 times 4 you...
Wake up early, son, first come-first serve...
Speak your shit, but always keep something in reserve
The crowd wants 2 be entertained...
So what?cha gonna be, b-boy? A b-boy or a stain????
Pay 4 fame (... It?s da stikk-up-stukk-up-stikk-up-kid...)fight, fight, fight, fight me
Drink no champagne! (it?s a stikk up, yo, it?s a stikk up, it?s a stikk-up, yo it?s a stikk-up, it?s a stikk-up, boy!!....)