Yo, my man, how bad do you it? You know how cats I threw the pitch, and they never caught it? I told to bring they lyric, but they never brought it to get ripped off, cheated, deleted, rejected and shorted? Yo, how bad do you it? Fear I got no time for it If you want it, yo the track;put your rhyme on it!
This hunger inside of me's unexplainable, The struggle we put in this box will be put disc and ever, these family problems is hurtin' Both of my sisters is pregnant, fuckin' feel murkin' All I is my word and my balls And my fam and my music speaks for all It's the Dominican animal to damage, you puttin' Pressure to rappers think they can challenge you, Kris (uh huh) We been through it all, the days, this earth ain't Ready for my brain, to face (word) Everyone everyone Do you hear me,
Well You grimy and But how you gonn' trust me? You really for this cause or just chasin' the money? I be up in them spots to be hot, so dusty and Nothin' be funny, it's all dark, nothin' Can you walk with me? with me? Pop the cork with me? When we in cities, will you rep New York with me? (yeah!) I respect and honor and no drama How bad you want it, (with all my)
is the key to it all (remember) Get used to my face, we the of all By mi gente, yo I go low to Real them Washington Heights Niggaz (say yeah!)
you rap, will you stab my back? (never) You gimme a track, you take that back? (never) I give the word, yo you bustin' your (whatever) Respect from your crew? They like that? (they better) is no game! Why should I make you popular? You know I'm the How bad do you it? How bad do you it? If you see it, you can believe it, it, retrieve it and flaunt it How bad do you want, doggone it, there's the track, if you it You got to put rhyme on it!
How bad do I want it? I'm ready to die Big A serious man with blood in my eyes for Success come overnight It's be dark a while until I see light (that's right!) is it?
This is no game, why I do it? KRS-One, me and Peedo runnin' it I saw you down the in FedEx You said you had the beats was comin', "I Got Next" So we went upstairs, my man hooked it up This is my voice up! Wha (wha-,wha-) How bad do you it? How bad do you see it? How bad do you it? How bad do you you can be it? If you doubt, then out If you believe, you can I got the city on lock, but I'm gonna hand you the Keys like You know my style, you I'm the teacha Philosopha, minister, emcee, Hiphop's spiritual the heater You with me? You runnin' with me? In the Scott LaRock, JMJ and Pun is with me Yo, cats be to me ALL the time With the rhyme But two weeks later, they fall to If you listenin' to this song, and you to be put on You must be loyal to the cats made you strong It could be your friend, your father, you sister, your mother, brother or some other Just remember the when YOU was under! Before the Hummer, the Benz Before the hundreds, before the fifties, the and tens When you was thirsty, remember the living water, and who it Now ask yourself, how bad do you it?