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Somebody to get knocked
The out tonight man
You better tell boy somethin'
You better him somethin'

Skip through the blueprint one this what's mentioned
Bleek you're one hit but he didn't know The Game was pitchin'
Balls faster than Roger Clemens you're too big for your bitches
Two gold albums and I'll make you a

Might make you a little richer but don't forget the big
All of those make you a fag but like Little Richard
Take your ass picture put it next to Gulliany
Run you for your fit and beat you with the Tommy

your ass down to Alby Square
Call Beans, Jay, Freeway, Biggs, Dame I'll be
behind me ask Nas queens is with me
You ain't never sold crack in life I'm takin' your fiends with me

My smoke like Robert Downey
Two shots and a pound he got a in Kings County
And you might or sit in a box
on how long it NYPD to respond to the shot

Memph Bleek, Memph Bleek, Bleek
Memph Bleek, Bleek, Memph Bleek

See what the problem is too much east coast dick
And tryin' to do their best 2Pac rendition
Listen they how I live with 5 shots
Niggaz is to kill on my block

you was in the streets comin' of age
I was in the pumpin' the gauge
While you was I was makin' it happen
On the block a k

While you was The Roc on the stage
I had on the stage
On headliner for the page we know that you front
You be on sunset doin' what? your punk ass stunt

You gon respect us or that fo' rippin' the vests
And you know who you are deaf get the message
Malik or M E M P H
Fuck around and be a B I T C H
all that yappin' dude will get guns clappin' dude
And stop Memphis from dude, huh

Memph Bleek, Memph Bleek, Bleek
Memph Bleek, Memph Bleek, Memph

It took me a little but I am now understandin'
Jay fucked up in the first when he picked olo with candy
Did olo in the second, nigga it from me
The Roc get knocked off the bounce till you up beans

Add freeway to the but move the ugly bitch
Trade the Marcy reject for Cam'ron and Chris
Now the squad 5 is 6 man is Neef
Fans in the stand yellin' out Memphis Bleek

You want beef I have body parts all over New York
Leg in jersey arm in Brooklyn head in central park
You even borrow from New York no more like John Storch
And I ain't talkin' to him I'm talkin' to

And I got a pine box for a nigga you
Streets is talkin' how many real like you
Hit LAX remember you come to the coast
Niggaz don't play with they when it comes to the toast

Bleek, Memph Bleek, Memph Bleek
Memph Bleek, Memph Bleek, Memph