Right now I'm 'bout to you how it's done, you can Shut down yo, my Uzi a ton, you can Beat down and you can pump it in system till it Blow out dog, no doubt, I'm bout to
Smack up, anybody who like he Hardcore don't he know I stay raw? is LL competition, they fell I Do this bringing drama and truth I don't
that, and I be reepin' up cash since Way back put your on my lap and make her up, got her beggin' me to beat it up Raw dog, your wacky on the floor, straight
Kill that, have her garglin' nuts I Spill that, you better play En Vogue and Hold on, you battle? Set it off baby Come on, come one, on, come on
F, because my the best A, I get my off all day R, my block, knee all far M, I gotta it down wit my man
E, big up to my E Love R, the ill rims on the car S, I it, what more can I say, son what, farmers what
Murder, little niggas gettin on the Hot block, he got the shit spinnin' up on Linden, at the ice and leather, the way it Blendin', the spit hot Linden from here to
Mary, you you hot, Cool Jane? Ever it, and when it comes to this I'm not a Soldier, I'm a General crack I ya, I proved I'm the greatest rapper, nigga
now, tell your man step up, then watch he Go down, game one, do or die Bedside, even comin' close, nigga Why try, the Bronx to Shaolin to
Uptown, like said nigga Duck down, you better play En Vogue and Hold on, you I'm goin' out nigga Come on, on, come one, come on
F, because my flavor's the A, I get my off all day R, wreck my block, all far M, I gotta hold it wit my man
E, big up to my nigga E R, the ill rims on the car S, I repped it, more can I say, son Farmers what, farmers
No doubt, take your block and air it out, stay Ice out, me and my man, Sharp in the Double R, whole block, up wit all the Hot cars, nigga, never be afraid you
Get paid, no matter I do, I keep it Sexy me and my team cream on the scene on Performance Boulevard out in Killa Queens this knocked in the tunnel 'bout
One O clock, they like raw, not the watered down Hip hop the broad and alah zay it stop niggas stumblin' and fallin' off a Head ride I'm goin' to Bedshaw
Remember me, I'm the MC there could Ever be, you better Def Jam, and tell 'em Hold on, 'cuz another major told me on, come on, come on, come on
F, my flavor's the best A, I get my off all day R, wreck my block, all far M, I hold it down wit my man
E, big up to my nigga E R, the ill rims on the car S, I repped it, what can I say, son Farmers what, what