Watch out world wide!
Here comes trouble.
Uh, move out my way!
Watch out world wide!
Here comes trouble.
Uh, best move out my way!
Watch out world wide!
Here comes trouble.
Best, what, move out my way!
Watch out world wide!
Here comes trouble.

A fact is a fact. My style’s too real.
I’ve got the rhythm that you can all feel.
Any and all challenges that come my way.
Gets my full attention, and then it gets played.
The best knowledge in these degrees,
Is not to stand so close to me.
And any coward who wishes to open up,
Will be brought to justice by Mr. Rough.
‘cause to mile, versatile.
Attack mad crowds with a pit bull style.
So the best advise ain’t this at all.
Is back it up and hear your name called.
Suckers, punks, busters, even back stabbers.
Salt casters, pubic areas, even smell grabbers.
Play that wannabe that will never be.
And stupid golddiggers don’t look at me
because

Watch out world wide!
Here comes trouble.
Uh, move out my way!
Watch out world wide!
Here comes trouble.
Uh, best move out my way!
Watch out world wide!
Here comes trouble.
Uh, move out my way!
Watch out world wide!
Here comes trouble.

Watch out!
World wide!
Move out!
What I tell you?

A rough performer who can’t be faded.
Giving out twice as much as how he made it.
And when I throw a jam it’s always packed,
The people know my style is phat!
So open your skull for the perfect link,
Diffuse all others before they think.
So watch out competition here comes trouble.
Croos the “T” black...a talented mother.

Watch out world wide!
Here comes trouble.
Uh, move out my way!
Watch out world wide!
Here comes trouble.
I said you better move out my way!
Watch out world wide!
Here comes trouble.
You better, what, move out my way!
Watch out world wide!
Here comes trouble.
What’d I tell ya move out my way!