That boy ain't nothing but trouble Take that I break they (their) shackles Make them gasp and face the facts Got Haezer tracks I laced with crack for basic cats to play it back Up and Adam I am up and at them Up like an atom bouncing off matter Something so gangsta With no bang bang Just an mc doing his damn thang I am trouble I am problems I am trouble I am problems I am trouble I am trouble I am problems Fuck you know like T so awesome Body bag beats no coffins Border line sick I am coughing Sought of like mixing pills with Smirnoff Vodka, appealing I am waking a tight rope Between white folks And blacks like Michael Like what what you gone call what I write though Old school fat boy on lipo Still mop the floor with anybody out though Go psycho on pretenders of the title And show you A king like Laudo Thought I told you kids that I am trouble Problems, clowns in Gotham blow shit up go call the bomb squad And everybody actin so hard Until T from the V show up Take that I break they (their) shackles Make them gasp and face the facts Got Haezer tracks I laced with crack for basic cats to play it back Up and Adam I am up and at them Up like an atom bouncing off matter Something so gangsta With no bang bang Just an mc doing his damn thang I am trouble I am problems I am trouble I am problems I am trouble I am trouble I am problems I am problems Still mop the floor with anybody out though Go psycho on pretenders of the title And show you A king like Laudo Thought I told you kids that I am trouble Problems, clowns in Gotham blow shit up go call the bomb squad And everybody actin so hard Until T from the V show up I am trouble I am trouble I am problems I am problems I am trouble I am trouble I am problems I am problems I am trouble... That boy ain't nothing but trouble That boy... That boy ain't nothing but trouble That boy... That boy ain't nothing but trouble