[Chris - Chorus] If anybody feelin' fresh in the Take your hand; it high to the ceilin' right now And say I'm killin' em, damn I'm killin' em I know they me And if your too in the building Take your hand; hold it high to the right now And say I'm killin' em, damn I'm killin' em I they feelin' me now [B.o.B] And I'm still here with a lifestyle you kill fo' Still here with the same shoes I had on from the get go Straight out of Atlanta, Georgia; for any of that didn't know And I'm that hard to find because 420 is my ZIP code But back then couldn't get dro, cuz then I was this broke why I got so many hustles Broke man from the fifth What you do in the middle of the winter When the sun goes down and it cold? up in a house with no stove No doors, no walls, no And my brother was fresher I would go to school in his clothes, I did go So that's why now the type of life that I live for Comin' up as a youngin', man some I would vomit I would throw up on myself I was so sick to my stomach Now I'm the shit, fix the Feel with my y'all, I'm close my whole life chasin' chips, where's Nabisco? My memories, I miss those Hey, all I can say is you get what you for Brown - Chorus] If anybody feeling in the building Take hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now And say damn, I'm them, damn, I'm killing them I know feeling me now And if you too fresh in the Take hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now And say damn, I'm them, damn, I'm killing them I they feeling me now [T.I] go, hey I'm off my pit-stop Flow airtight no Ziploc Get shit pop when my drop No hip-hop, Tip hop I'm standin' at the tip top Where I belong, it won't be 'Til you hear me on a B.o.B chick gettin' my skeet on To the sole of my feet, G You're gon' have to get reach on I'm up all the way high, all the way fly On the ground and I'm off the Bernie Madoff money, Got paid off with it all I got the juice, could you place a And we place a call to who place a Don't get part and not too hard I disregard you say Back up the trunk and pass the Here's I'm stoppin' today Got swag all on me, Can't wipe it we too ill, ill That's how we got arenas, domes, and stadiums How you [Chris - Chorus] If anybody feeling fresh in the Take your hand, hold it high to the ceiling now And say damn, I'm them, damn, I'm killing them I know they me now And if you too in the building Take your hand, hold it to the ceiling right now And say damn, I'm killing them, damn, I'm them I they feeling me now [B.o.B] And I'm still here with a whip from the strange clouds And I'm still here the same team, nigga stay down here for the east side Ain't a thing change but the bank Hands high I come 'round I'm killin this shit nigga, hands down And I go hard, my like a postcard a fuck if I'm solo, I'll go toe-to-toe with your whole squad With the of a soldier But even still I don't no parts And no niggas with no You need throw guards I'm throwed off for the most A dog with an old bark Flow dumb, but I'm so I art, call me Mozart My like a soap opera With two chicks like it's ark They got nice dresses no bras with good bodies like "Oh God!" From a child to on top like a mohawk But I new I'd go far Like a gas with no park So no applause, hold the Just put your hand up if you know the Brown - Chorus/Outro] If anybody fresh in the building Take your hand, hold it high to the right now And say damn, I'm them, damn, I'm killing them I know they me now And if you too fresh in the Take hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now And say damn, I'm killing them, damn, I'm them I they feeling me now