Wuddup wuddup, hello from the drum world
Should've should've, should've got my rum though
I got the sugar from the cooker, 6 footer with the shooter
He my homie from the booker, his wife gone they took her (Huh)
Gotta find her, or his life would crumble
You don't have to pretend baby, I know it gets hard
Looking around you start to think, maybe this isn't what I wanted
But you have to keep going, keep moving on
And don't you ever look back
Hello hello, it's my day to rumble yeah
Can't stop, nah nah, I won't be so humble
The beast is shooken and it's looken
Monster huntin' with my kitten
Hard work pays, you feelin
It makes it worth chillen yeah
Shut up shut up, welcome to the slum show