We Aint From Life In The Gutter, So They Dont Feel Our Stuff 
What You Like To Be Stubborn? What We Aint Real Enough 
Cuz We White From The Suburbs And We Write From A Brother's 
Raw And Uncut Emotionblazin' A Mic In The Cupboard 
You Motherfuckers Make Me Laugh With That Ridiculous Shit 
Who Brings It Like Nick-Ity-Split, As Wicked At This? 
See These Ballers See A White Boy, Star Kiddin' N Laugh 
But Im Like Billy Hoyle Hustlin' Sidney For Cash 
And You Just Talkin Loud, You An Imposter Clown 
Where'd You Pick Your Style Up? The Fuckin' Lost And Found 
Gosh It Sounds Like Youwashed It Down 
And Sprinkled It With Sugar Just To Get Your Little Career Off The Ground