Uhh God, uhh, what we gotta do son! Y'know hu tI'm sayin' up! Make that millions fam! No doubt! It's there for the takings son of fact let me get some of that beer son We drunk all shit, hey yo!
44th Side convention, Queens the Bridge be rep'tin Any party we step in get they heady-up V S O P immediately, bent Rob then out son is evident We stash cream, fulfill my dream
Ice 'reams gleam, spread love throughout the whole Dominate the game, let's a rule, combinations No conversation, bring all ya good You hesitatin, ass spittin, that's bad
For the game nigga, get out the You waste space, substitute here's the We deface, smack the off ya fuckin' face taste, send ya home back to vacate Get your shit plus your mind straight
Yo my strikes with the strength of poisonous snakes My entire unit loaded up with snake niggas that stakes We pull off a high stakes, great escapes, expand, shift team Dreams are over and my son'll live great
Little man I'm to enhance your mindstate The rebirth, a nigga who lived an ill The one before me was of an even more My understandin, I'll you with precise plannin
And put you on to the game of this planet But I gotta survive in order to follow thru to live lot-o Me and my lil' getgo, any man tryin to us he get wet-o He couldn't withstand the snake bite, is no hanky
Don't you put your too close and try to approach I won't snap at you I'm for throats And when you my bite 'cha sing high notes I you from deep and then you got cut throats
My I live life do or die Stare into the eyes of a wiseguy Prodigy turnin' niggas to My protege I advise ya ass to way
Make way for fully-auto gun You're small prey, I'll bait and trap yea This man is half mad sane Creative rhyme labyrinth poisonous cannabis
Here take a of this daily rare roackalist Overpower y'all, tiny noise like sunlight through a magnifying glass I'll focus em Burn a hole straight through ya and leave ya open (Oh shit!)
And let the soak in you start sweatin' a And goin' through from dope shit I write Leavin' stuck, I let spit Trapped up in a web of a nigga sick
I'll you up in cocoon, you caught up in the midst As as risky business fuckin' with this Contender one I put you on top of the list You're the best challenger so far I'll give you
But peep this, what? Fatal that soloplex Man down, now who to go next? Like General Monk monk orders to necks I send a to my whole clique to bomb shit
Atomic, no for calm shit We and it's time for Vietnam bit Ya whole alliance gets single bomb-ded heed to the apostle's warning word up!