Yo, my man, how bad do you it? You know how many cats I the pitch, and they never caught it? I told them to bring they lyric, but they never 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 box will be put into disc Birth and ever, family problems is hurtin' Both of my is pregnant, fuckin' feel like murkin' All I have is my word and my And my fam and my speaks for them all It's the Dominican ready to damage, you puttin' Pressure to rappers that they can challenge you, Kris (uh huh) We through it all, the grimiest days, this earth ain't for my brain, comin' to face (word) Everyone plus Do you hear me,
Well You and hungry? But how you gonn' trust me? You down 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 me? Talk with me? Pop the cork with me? When we in other cities, will you rep New York me? (yeah!) I need and honor Discipline and no How bad you it, poppa? (with all my)
is the key to it all (remember) Get to my face, we the winners of all By mi gente, yo I go low to like them Washington Heights Niggaz (say yeah!)
After you rap, will you stab my (never) You gimme a track, will you take back? (never) I the word, yo you bustin' your Gatt? (whatever) Respect your crew? They livin' 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, perceive it, retrieve it and it How bad do you want, it, there's the track, if you want it You got to put your on it!
How bad do I want it? I'm ready to die Big A serious man blood in my eyes for this doesn't come overnight It's gonna be dark a while 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 street in You you had the beats was comin', like "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, you're out If you believe, you can I got the city on lock, but I'm hand you the Keys like Alicia You know my style, you I'm the teacha Philosopha, minister, emcee, Hiphop's leader the heater You comin' with me? You runnin' me? In the Scott LaRock, JMJ and Pun is with me Yo, cats be steppin' to me ALL the With the rhyme But two weeks later, they fall to If you to this song, and you want to be put on You be loyal to the cats that made you strong It could be friend, your father, you sister, your mother, your brother or some other remember the days when YOU was under! Before the Hummer, the Benz the hundreds, before the fifties, the twenties and tens When you was thirsty, the living water, and who poured it Now ask yourself, how bad do you it?