Reppin' SNOT Studs never on top Rhymes sharp Slice beats like a butcher shop City streets hard Where we carve our mark Grit and grind Fightin' in the dark SNOT, we the kings Underdog kings Grindin' low But pullin' all the strings Street symphony Hear the choppers sing Studs not on top But we run the rings Nightscape shadow Hustlers on the block Heavyweights in a game They'll never unlock No royal crowns Just the sound of shots SNOT bred tough In these concrete lots Risin' from the gutter With a chip on our shoulders Life colder than a polar Heart full of boulders Club nights spent In the shadows, no exposure We the SNOT Carry the weight, heavy loaders SNOT, we the kings Underground kings Grindin' low But pullin' all the strings Street symphony Hear the choppers sing Studs not on top But we run the rings Ghetto prophets with graffiti tags Battle scars, never boast or brag Low-key legends in the streets we drag SNOT legacy, carried in the rags