Uhh God, uhh, y'know we gotta do son! Y'know hu sayin' Word up! Make that millions fam! No doubt! only there for the takings son Matter of fact let me get some of that son We all that shit, hey yo!
44th Side convention, Queens the Bridge be rep'tin Any party that we step in get they V S O P immediately, extra bent Rob out son is evident We cream, mansions fulfill my dream
Ice 'reams gleam, spread love throughout the team the game, let's have a rule, combinations No conversation, bring all ya good You hesitatin, ass spittin, bad business
For the game nigga, get out the You waste space, substitute the briefcase We deface, smack the smile off ya face Tainted taste, send ya back to vacate Get your shit together plus your straight
Yo my empire strikes the strength of poisonous snakes My entire unit up with snake niggas that hire stakes We pull off a high stakes, great escapes, expand, team downstate Dreams are growing over and my son'll great
man I'm plannin to enhance your mindstate The rebirth, a nigga who lived an ill The one me was of an even more trife My understandin, I'll raise you precise plannin
And put you on to the whole of this planet But I gotta survive in order to thru plans to live lot-o Me and my lil' getgo, any man to stop us he get wet-o He couldn't withstand the bite, there is no hanky
Don't you put your too close and try to approach I won't snap at you I'm goin for And when you my bite 'cha sing high notes I peeped you deep and then you got cut throats
My I live life do or die Stare into the of a deep wiseguy Prodigy turnin' to protoges My protege I advise ya ass to way
way for fully-auto gun spray You're prey, I'll easily bait and trap yea This man is half mad scientist-half Creative rhyme like poisonous cannabis
Here take a of this daily rare roackalist Overpower y'all, tiny noise locust Like sunlight through a magnifying glass I'll em Burn a straight through ya brain and leave ya open (Oh shit!)
And let the soak in you start sweatin' a And goin' through convulsions from dope shit I Leavin' stuck, I let spit Trapped up in a web of a nigga sick
wrap you up in cocoon, you caught up in the midst As dangerous as risky fuckin' with this number one I put you on top of the list You're the best challenger so far I'll give you
But peep this, Fatal shots 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 time for calm We hyperactive and time for Vietnam bit Ya whole alliance single handedly bomb-ded Take heed to the apostle's warning up!