Warning, this album contains Ludacris material   Parental discretion is advised   So kids, cover your eyes and close your eyes   Otherwise you're about to witness history      The thoughts and views expressed on this album   Are a direct reflection of the new generation   So without further ado   I bring to you, that nigga named Luda      Hey, I be that nigga named Luda, give a round of applause   They say I'm up to no good, I say I'm down for the cause   Down for whatever goes down, I'm strapped down to my drawers   So if you up for some stitches, then I'm down for some scars      Down to make 'em get down, stop playin' and pause   There's two things I'll never break   And that's my word and my balls   So here's a temporary fix for your permanent flaws   This album helps you to release 'cause life is irkin' us all      Enough to make you wanna break shit, no longer will I take shit   From any of these clowns 'cause I'm tired of this fake shit   I'm ready for some action, ready with a passion   Like pots with the steam, I'm ready to get it crackin'      It's six years and countin' if you think I'm a joke   Me gettin' served is like Bill Gates and Oprah goin' broke   It's 'bout time they gave it to me, I'm the reignin' champ   Your favorite rapper went to Ludacris' trainin' camp, beotch      Yeah, shawty, on the real, I feel you on that   Man, I'm tired of all these fake-ass niggas, homes   Hey, hey, this your boy, Lil' Black   Representin' that zone, Trey, you feel me?      All these niggas, hey, I told y'all whole world that I'm the man   I told y'all, homey, nigga just need to get to the money, man   Stop fuckin' with homes, man, feel me?      I just wanna know what he said about Oprah   Don't nobody talk bad about Oprah   You just lost a fan      Man, Joe, I'ma tell you what the bid'ness is   You fuckin' with a true player, true and recognized, ya dig?   Y'all already know the demo, Scary Larry sweet big-ass punks   If you ain't fuckin' with my guy, what is yo' life about?   Kick rocks, skeezer, please      Yo, God, man, Cris can kiss my ass   He remember me, I was at the club right there with him   He, he coulda got me in      I mean I went to Benjamin Banneker High School with him   I knew him before all the fame   That's how you gonna do your people, man?   That's how you gonna do your folk?      Yup, man, I used to cook for this nigga   See, he done come over to my house the other day   Talkin' 'bout he don't eat beef and he don't eat pork      And my homegirl was over there and she was like   "Girl, he look so tall on TV"   I said, "Girl, I told you he was short"   Man, I don't give a damn, I love that nigga