[Chris Brown - If anybody fresh in the buildin' Take hand; hold it high to the ceilin' right now And say damn I'm killin' em, I'm killin' em I know they me And if your too fresh in the Take your hold it high to the ceilin' right now And say damn I'm 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 the same shoes that I had on from the get go Straight out of Atlanta, Georgia; for any of ya'll that know And I'm that hard to find because 420 is my ZIP code But back then get dro, cuz back then I was this broke That's why I got so many Broke man from the floor What would you do in the middle of the When the sun goes down and it gets Growin' up in a with no stove No doors, no walls, no And my brother was always I would go to school in his clothes, I did go So why now this the type of life that I live for Comin' up as a youngin', man some I would vomit I would up on myself cause I was so sick to my stomach Now I'm the shit, fix the Feel with my y'all, I'm close Spent my whole life chips, where's Nabisco? My memories, I miss those Hey, all I can say is you get you wish for [Chris Brown - If anybody fresh in the building Take your hand, hold it to the ceiling right now And say damn, I'm killing them, damn, I'm killing I they feeling me now And if you too in the building Take your hand, 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 fresh off my Flow airtight with no Get shit pop my shit drop No hip-hop, Tip hop I'm back at the tip top I belong, it won't be long 'Til you hear me on a B.o.B Some chick my skeet on To the sole of my feet, G gon' have to get your reach on I'm up all the way high, all the way fly On the ground and I'm off the Madoff money, dawg Got killers paid off it all I got the juice, could you place a And we place a call to who a call Don't get part and not too hard I disregard you say up the trunk and pass the buck Here's I'm stoppin' today Got all on me, homie Can't it away we too ill, ill That's how we got arenas, domes, and stadiums How you Brown - Chorus] If anybody fresh in the building your hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now And say damn, I'm killing them, damn, I'm killing I they feeling me now And if you too in the building Take your hand, hold it high to the right now And say damn, I'm killing them, damn, I'm killing I they feeling me now [B.o.B] And I'm still here with a black from the strange clouds And I'm still here with the same team, nigga down Still here for the side Ain't a change but the bank account Hands when I come 'round I'm killin this shit nigga, hands down And I go hard, my passport's like a Give a if I'm solo, I'll go toe-to-toe with your whole squad With the soul of a But even still I don't want no And no niggas no hearts 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 nightlife's a soap opera With two chicks it's Noah's ark They got dresses with no bras with good bodies like "Oh God!" a poor child to on top like a mohawk But I new I'd go far a gas truck with no park So no applause, the applause Just put your hand up if you the song [Chris - Chorus/Outro] If anybody feeling fresh in the Take your hand, hold it high to the right now And say damn, I'm killing them, damn, I'm killing I know they me now And if you too 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 feeling me now