Even mad niggas hate it, I remain the most anticipated Those glad a made it, blast your nickel-plateds And salute the realness 'cause mad fake it When I peel hit the floor, I conceal so raw I got the sickest you ever seen, I saw and conquered When it's on and poppin' my dogs are barkin' to eat
My enemies feel like Purico, some suggest they're equal lyrically I'm like a Eagle, mentally I measure kilos Physically I'm to Tito Trinidad, both hands are lethal The crowned Prince, my underground shit, you fuck around with I move and fire loud shit, I'm in the tunnel with the crowd Nigga fuck V.I.P, where Brooklyn go crazy when you B.I.G
And Queens feel it when you pump that Deep Jay-Z and Nas beef doesn't involve me, I'm sorry Legal hustle, Infamous affiliated, last to test me, I humiliated And for your information the jewels ain't rented Jacob When I move, I leave a in the pavement, my name ring in jail And not for givin' no statement, type of foulness consider it flagrant
O.T., me a brick and see I'm gifted as Masons I'm the realness, you spittin' that fake shit, life's a take her on an expensive vacation, if it's on I'm the Reaper With the glistenin' bracelet, awakened, screamin' like They seen Satan, word to Christ, I paper, keep the fake love A thug couldn't sell a rock on the block I was raised on
Get out my way, gimme mine or I'ma take what's Make love war, up doors Get out my way, you industry, we in the With the pickin' weight up raw
Get out my way, screamin', what set you rep If you don't around the way no more Get out my way, who want Say no more Matter of fact, take that off dog
I gave niggas enough time to front, I'm a on the street crushed white, you can't be me, close your eyes, you can't see me I'm the phantom in your conscience, the in the darkness Savage I write, I'm heartless, I'm iller than you, realer than you Still with more than you, it's mandatory, I'm self explanatory Don't front on me, you didn't cash before me
I'm the essence, you don't gotta it, respect it like the ice On my necklace and the fact I'm connections if you rhyme ill I'm the sickness that caused it, you thought assume my position I be hustlin', bubblin', gettin' money causin blind rage with the Y'all niggas is funny like Martin Lawrence, we out before the Get on us, my life wasn't written, was, you livin' a lie
I'm dealin' with pies, all feelings aside, my enemies kneel when I The in my eyes, from blood, sweat and tears, I cried I got friends who died before got to see me shine How dare you your weak CD to mine Or think you could see me rhymes easily I'm nicer than you and all your combined, yeah
Get out my way, gimme mine or take what's yours Make war, spray up doors Get out my way, you industry, we in the With the pickin' weight up raw
Get out my way, screamin', what set you rep If you come around the way no more Get out my way, who want Say no more Matter of fact, take that off dog