| Song | The Inauguration |
| Artist | Bun B |
| Album | Trill |
| 作曲 : Freeman, Moore, Prince | |
| Ladies and Gentlemen of the Southern States of America | |
| We Are Gathered Here Today To Bring You The Beginning Of A New Era | |
| And Now The Speaker Of The South, Jay Prince. | |
| (Jay Prince) | |
| Ahh yeaaah | |
| Rap a -lot back in the house, once again | |
| With the trillest of the trill, Bun B, the new President of the South | |
| Yo Bun, it's yo time, | |
| and we dedicate this one to all our brothers and sisters, | |
| who suffer, at the hands of the innocent | |
| (Bun B) | |
| It's been a long time comin' but it finally came, | |
| for Bun B to get his muthafuckin' shot at the game. | |
| I put mo' work in than the average trill nigga can put, | |
| and I'm a gangsta from my head to my foot, blacker than soot. | |
| I got the Hood behind me, | |
| the Streets co-signed me, head ? in the ghetto, | |
| mayn you know where to find me. | |
| The mission is laid out, | |
| and the vision is clear, | |
| from this moment I run the South, | |
| and everything down here. | |
| That go from corners to cuts, | |
| trap spots to blocks, | |
| whether it's rappin' or work, | |
| I got the shit on lock. | |
| I ain't all with that back talkin', sneak this in a plexion, | |
| I'ma tell ya how I feel 'cause I'm a God Damn Texan. | |
| 'Bout time for me to start eliminatin' the frauds, | |
| 'cause it's a White House of cards, | |
| and it's filled with broads | |
| We gone run them hoes out and bring them Trill niggas in, | |
| cause what happened in New Orleans should never happen again. | |
| They be sittin' on they ass doin' much about nothing, | |
| for too God Damn long, and I'm tired of the frontin'. | |
| I'ma instigate a change from the muthafuckin' top, | |
| 'cause this bullshit they pullin' on my people gotta stop. | |
| So I'm here to make a stand, | |
| and take up the slack, | |
| Dirty South rest easy, | |
| I gotcha muthafuckin' back. | |
| It's a new king on the throne, | |
| and his chrown is a hat, | |
| that says FREE PIMP C, | |
| now what's fuckin' with that? | |
| Hail to the chief |
| zuò qǔ : Freeman, Moore, Prince | |
| Ladies and Gentlemen of the Southern States of America | |
| We Are Gathered Here Today To Bring You The Beginning Of A New Era | |
| And Now The Speaker Of The South, Jay Prince. | |
| Jay Prince | |
| Ahh yeaaah | |
| Rap a lot back in the house, once again | |
| With the trillest of the trill, Bun B, the new President of the South | |
| Yo Bun, it' s yo time, | |
| and we dedicate this one to all our brothers and sisters, | |
| who suffer, at the hands of the innocent | |
| Bun B | |
| It' s been a long time comin' but it finally came, | |
| for Bun B to get his muthafuckin' shot at the game. | |
| I put mo' work in than the average trill nigga can put, | |
| and I' m a gangsta from my head to my foot, blacker than soot. | |
| I got the Hood behind me, | |
| the Streets cosigned me, head nbsp? in the ghetto, | |
| mayn you know where to find me. | |
| The mission is laid out, | |
| and the vision is clear, | |
| from this moment I run the South, | |
| and everything down here. | |
| That go from corners to cuts, | |
| trap spots to blocks, | |
| whether it' s rappin' or work, | |
| I got the shit on lock. | |
| I ain' t all with that back talkin', sneak this in a plexion, | |
| I' ma tell ya how I feel ' cause I' m a God Damn Texan. | |
| ' Bout time for me to start eliminatin' the frauds, | |
| ' cause it' s a White House of cards, | |
| and it' s filled with broads | |
| We gone run them hoes out and bring them Trill niggas in, | |
| cause what happened in New Orleans should never happen again. | |
| They be sittin' on they ass doin' much about nothing, | |
| for too God Damn long, and I' m tired of the frontin'. | |
| I' ma instigate a change from the muthafuckin' top, | |
| ' cause this bullshit they pullin' on my people gotta stop. | |
| So I' m here to make a stand, | |
| and take up the slack, | |
| Dirty South rest easy, | |
| I gotcha muthafuckin' back. | |
| It' s a new king on the throne, | |
| and his chrown is a hat, | |
| that says FREE PIMP C, | |
| now what' s fuckin' with that? | |
| Hail to the chief |