Since Day 1 (feat. Sambo)

Let’s go. Let’s go, let's take off.

Let’s let ‘em know who we are where we stand..

And if they ain’t roll’n with us they gone get ran’t over.

It’s just that simple and plain.

We the ones that started this game.

I’m talk’n ‘bout Grimm and Shadow and Sambo..

Day one..since day one!

The 713 architects.

Respect the architects!

It's the home of the swangaz. Trunk crack’d fulla bangaz.

Up and down 45 duck'n stuntaz and stangaz.

Pimps hustlas and playas. Ball’n like Gayle Sayers.

Got tree from Tiny “The Mayor” down in Corpus up on Ayers.

My money stacked by the layers. I keep my hands in the jar.

Ball’n outta this world can’t ever take it too far.

Watch me shake a few stars, might even make it to Mars.

How you gon’ break if you hard? If you fake then you fraud.

Put that all on the hood. Let's get that understood.

My hood is 84’s & Vogues drip’n paint grip’n wood.

Wish you could butcha cain’t. Think it's good but it ain’t.

This is for my people do'n time in the tank.

If it’s mine then it's dank. It's the flight when it stank.

Sip a pint of that drank. Make'n minds go blank.

Heaven shines on Shank at least that’s what I'm hope’n.

I'm Randy Moss down field look’n at Brady I’m open. No joke’n.

Smoke’n the defense. Expose'n the weakness.

I saw my first stack on Southern soak’n them streets since.

Done made a few moves. Suckas hate when they lose.

Bustas break'n the rules. If you fake you ain’t true.

Put that all on the hood. Let's get that understood.

My hood is 84's & Vogues drip'n paint grip'n wood.

Wish you could butcha cain't. Think it's good but it ain't.

Yeah man I remember when that prison cage slammed..shut!..

And the judge said he was gonna make sure..I died in prison.

So I sat back and I listened..

But now I’m stand’n here on this microphone reminisc’n.

Who got the last laugh?

You see if God is with me? Who can be against me?