Even though mad niggas hate it, I remain the most Those glad a nigga made it, blast your And salute the realness mad niggas fake it I peel hit the floor, I conceal bricks so raw I got the six-four 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 Desert Eagle, mentally I measure Physically I'm to Tito Trinidad, both hands are lethal The crowned Prince, my underground shit, you fuck around with I move pies and fire shit, I'm in the tunnel with the crowd Nigga fuck V.I.P, where Brooklyn go when you bump B.I.G
And Queens feel it when you pump Mobb Deep That Jay-Z and Nas beef involve me, I'm sorry Legal hustle, Infamous affiliated, last to test me, I humiliated And for your information the ain't rented from Jacob When I move, I leave a dent in the pavement, my ring in jail And not for no statement, that type of foulness consider it flagrant
O.T., give me a brick and see I'm as Masons I'm the realness, you spittin' fake shit, life's a bitch I'ma her on an expensive vacation, if it's on I'm the Reaper With the bracelet, sleepers awakened, screamin' like They Satan, word to Christ, I need 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 what's yours love war, spray up doors Get out my way, you industry, we in the With the heat pickin' up raw
Get out my way, stop screamin', set you rep If you don't come the way no more Get out my way, who what? Say no more Matter of fact, that chain off dog
I gave niggas time to front, I'm a beast on the street Like crushed white, you be me, close your eyes, you can't see me I'm the in your conscience, the shadow in the darkness Savage when I write, I'm heartless, I'm iller than you, than you Still with killers than you, it's mandatory, I'm self explanatory Don't front on me, you didn't have cash me
I'm the essence, you don't like it, respect it like the ice On my necklace and the fact I'm supplyin' if you rhyme ill I'm the sickness caused it, you thought you'd assume my position I be hustlin', bubblin', gettin' causin blind rage with the Twenties Y'all niggas is funny Martin Lawrence, we out before the Narcs Get on us, my wasn't written, yours was, you livin' a lie
I'm with pies, all feelings aside, my enemies kneel when I rise The realness in my eyes, blood, sweat and tears, I cried I got friends who died before got to see me shine How dare you compare your CD to mine Or think you could see me with easily I'm nicer than you and all peoples combined, yeah
Get out my way, gimme mine or take what's yours Make love war, up doors Get out my way, you industry, we in the With the heat pickin' up raw
Get out my way, screamin', what set you rep If you don't come around the way no Get out my way, who want what? Say no of fact, take that chain off dog