Intro:
Oh my God baby, do you hear those boys out there with all that music?
All that loud bass? Oh my goodness, oh good grief!
Do you hear all of that noise?
Driving around in that little ghetto, what you call that thing? Oh a Nissan, oh ok.
Jesus, please maintain these ignorant little boys, before I have to get my twerk on them.
In Jesus name, Amen.

I said I'm riding round in my city. Bump it loud so they hear me.
Riding down ya block, got a couple of my boys with me.
We spazzing, we wilding.
We let that system thump, no we don’t worry about them haters. Nah.
Think I might get a bit ignorant.
Can I get a little ignorant?
Think I might get a bit ignorant.
Can I get a little ignant?

Ok, I'm about to get a little ignorant,
I been gone some time, but I'm still legit.
Any beat that bumps, Ima kill it quick, show em how to get it like a true lyricist.
I'm a real emcee, I feel the beat, typically lyrically I be ripping it,
O.G.s even admit, when I spit it, they feel it, be like the kid is ridiculous
and I'm repping Christ. He's the key to life, me and him are spiritually intimate.
He died for me, I plead not guilty, though I'm far from innocent.
So I'm trying to give my all, my mission’s the great commission.
We fishing for those in prison, and them killas pistol gripping,
Dudes fighting drug addictions, reach out to men and women.
Anybody dying, we show em the Savior, not religion.
We trying to change the culture, diminishing competition
and give em the hottest rhythm, delivery got rip em.
And we spazzing, we turnt up, and we wilding.
We get cray, when this song plays.
They look upset, and we smiling.
Like don't you know we illy? Boy you know the deally,
Never worry bout y'all really. Thug Life, can you feel me!?

I'm riding round in my city. Bump it loud so they hear me.
Riding down ya block, got a couple of my boys with me.
We spazzing, we wilding.
We let that system thump, no we don’t worry about them haters.
Think I might get a bit ignorant.
Can I get a little ignorant?
Think I might get a bit ignorant.
Can I get a little ignant?

I keep it Cali, (keep it so cal), La to the fullest.
Never had to bust a glock although we had to dodge them bullets.
Cus they shooting over problems they ain't got nothing to do with.
Many of em doing life and they'll tell you for something foolish.
Some of em in a box, others of em in a cell.
Hope they come to Christ, why wouldn't they, if there life's already hell?
And them flames hot, keep playing, that's where them games stop.
No black ops, no X-box, afraid not, going down like them rain drops.
So I can't stop, no matter what. Let the truth spill outta me.
You’re stuck in sin, that why's he came and gave his life at Calvary.
It's not about the salary it's about reality.
Fake rappers claiming Jesus, to make money off my family!?
Blasphemous! Watch all the rappers you rapping with.
He gave me life, Lazarus. He who believes, though he were dead, yet shall he Live.
Problem is I couldn't get ignorant if I tried,
Cus Jesus is living in me, so that you can Come Alive!!


I said I'm riding round in my city. Bump it loud so they hear me.
Riding down ya block, got a couple of my boys with me.
We spazzing, we wilding.
We let that system thump, no we don’t worry about them haters. Nah.
Think I might get a bit ignorant.
Can I get a little ignorant?
Think I might get a bit ignorant.
Can I get a little ignant?