T.I.: Layin' down da trap

(Excerpt from "Sting of The Serpent")And the prophecy read thatOne day like the pheonix rose from the ashesThat a boy will be born unto a family in the slumsThis boy will go on and use the knowledge that he gainsWhile fighting for survival in the streetsTo become a crack leaderAnd in time that boy will grow to become King!!!!!![Verse 1]Time to ride nigga (Just Blaze!!)I welcome you and get acquainted with the youngest in chargeRespected from East to West like he was running the mobDictating, ain't taking orders from no one but GodI know you niggaz is broke 'cause I know what you chargeThem niggaz wishing for a Phantom it's one in my garageIt's black as legary right next to the black FerrariYou niggaz ain't getting money off of rapping I'm sorryFuck the rep went and spent 60 large on a Harley'Cause where he stay 10,012 feet not hardlyNow you see that we ain't able to compete, now arewe?And pardon me I'm giving you the Westside storyOf the A, where I stay and niggaz stay down for meYou want to play, have you gay niggaz lay down for meAnd get a order for killers to spray rounds for meCompetition, you ain't considered; you rapping, you bore meYou reppin the A horriblyMust I say more importantly[Chorus: repeat 8X]The king back![T.I.]Ay, man y'all niggaz got me way too fucked up, you understand that?What you need to do is homeboyYou need to go back and grab I'm Serious you knowYou need to get familiar with Dope Boys and see whereall these niggaz got they styleSee where that trap shit came fromThen you need to graduate to mother fucking In Da Streets Vol.1-3Then you need to go to Trap Muzik, I got locked up for a secondThen grab Urban Legend and now to bring you up to speed[Verse 2]Who knew you could fit on your wrist a whole pound of diamondsI'm number one on the list while you clowns are climbingWishing to be in positions that you found that I'm inSince you niggaz do what it say I'm world renowned than sign meIf Jay handled the clay and around the timeI delivered a bad day when 4 5's were spiralingI care the least about police and the fireman sirenAmbulance ain't gon stand a chance in revivingDOA amend the beef will cease upon my arrivingParamedics yell clear and your flat line silentYou ain't ready for out here 'cause the lifestyle violentYou think you is, you must be living on Fantasy IslandYour mammies mad, get your ass wiped out like ThailandHit my phone and got what left and hit the three while you followingYou say you want to release and go to war with the finestNeed you be reminded, want it with Your Highness?[Chorus][T.I.]Ay man I know y'all niggaz still in the trap everydayStill man I know y'all don't see nothing but the projects nothing but gritsBut listenMake no mother fucking mistake manI still wiil shoot up my mother fucking self, AK and45 nigga on side niggaAnd come see 'bout niggaz you understandBut I don't want to do that 'cause I respect that shit y'all doingI started that shitI made that shit coolI made these niggaz want to be you niggaNigga respect this shit!!!!