I think it's time I start feeling I've been too nice, too long Yeah, it's definitely I get nasty (Goin' be shit)
Yeah, yo, well if I talk less squall finish streets like the westerns Ten paces, turn around and squeeze at faces First y'all industry shut the fuck up you know a nigga's shit by readin the Vibe Well faggit-ass reporter don, wrote in your life I the presses, don't let this be your last interview you do I say it straight, print it straight to avoid this bullet boo And y'all niggas kill me with that Windy shit Well see a player ?, swear a nigga jerkin niggas money Something ain't right, niggas ain't got no whips Where they rolley's at, but fuck we got more chips Shit y'all nothing, I can buy a ? for a bitch Now let me see what else, oh these hoes act like we married We ain't engaged, don't be mad if I take you backstage Yo, if I hit that I hit that, why you leave it at that Instead you try to sixty-nine my bitches on jacks That's why you get smacked, cause hoes ain't never gon' learn That's why many of these younger don't go on that turn As for y'all MC's, whoever write your Might as well your microphone, that's how I feel if it ain't your own But we as individually writ, why you paid sixteen stars to write your Sixteen Bought like cars and ain't like none of them yours niggas lucked up and made it through these doors, shut the fuck up
Shut the up (Hot damn) (Going be shit)
Yo, yo, yo, hey yo I up, get big walk through the party jig Hat back, tattoos straight to the bar, kid No weed, as an ox the big man from Lox You see solo in some spots, no crew just The freaky one, mom said I was soon to be I sexed more, and my career's yet to begun But I can't help that, you bless me with they looks and with the yanks So now the gimme brain, and spot me faster in his hand baby, my style been rough until Puff showed me the better things in life And how to live like Biggie, so I present my shit like that Half rough jiggy, this part time college nigga, part time job Had to taste the cake one time and decided to rob, and buy Caught almost got Sheek plugged, Jack Daniel, dog Shorty rushed the building with the out, he spit around I'm like, whoa! I guess it was God that pushed my head down, cause I ain't know, yo And since then religious or christian, but I keep the faith in Him Plus the desert eagle clan, so if niggas click they know by now they ? wha
Yo, hey yo, my whole click been ConAir, every time we fly but we jack shit We play it cool in doubt no cash, plastic, gats plastic Now sweet, undetected, so when I walk through the scanners it don't beep I fuck Sheek, fuck the Lox, Styles, and Jay, so what they signed to Bad Boy Puff jerkin anyway, but the difference is if I'm gettin jerked I'm still noise Push the big boy toys that fly by zooms So I sit and ? a bitch, Lox in Cancun Up in fucking wild hoes, the groupy chicas So fuck y'all, we y'all ?, we train hard continuously, cause we I rock you ran up them stairs, we run up charts and won't til one of us With one through the heart, but even that won't stop us Cause or spirit gon' guide us, till we rich and old, hand down from In the of fame, we killed this game in your website like spiders Old and we're still the same Lox you can't divide us, wha