Yo, my man, how bad do you it? You know how many cats I threw the pitch, and they caught it? I them to bring they lyric, but they never brought it Scared to get ripped off, cheated, deleted, rejected and Yo, how bad do you it? I ain't got no time for it If you want it, yo there's the track;put rhyme on it!
This hunger inside of me's unexplainable, The struggle we put in box will be put into disc and ever, these family problems is hurtin' Both of my sisters is pregnant, fuckin' feel murkin' All I have is my and my balls And my fam and my music for them all It's the Dominican ready to damage, you puttin' Pressure to rappers that think they can challenge you, (uh huh) We been through it all, the grimiest days, earth ain't for my brain, comin' to face (word) Everyone plus Do you me, KRS-One?
listen You grimy and But how long you trust me? You really down for cause or just chasin' the money? I be up in them spots to be hot, so and ugly Nothin' be funny, all dark, nothin' sunny Can you walk with me? Talk with me? Pop the with me? When we in cities, will you rep New York with me? (yeah!) I need respect and and no drama How bad you it, poppa? (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 like Washington Heights Niggaz (say yeah!)
you rap, will you stab my back? (never) You gimme a track, will you that back? (never) I give the word, yo you your Gatt? (whatever) Respect from your They livin' like that? (they better) This is no game! Why should I make you You I'm the philosopha How bad do you it? How bad do you it? If you see it, you can it, perceive it, retrieve it and flaunt it How bad do you want, it, there's the track, if you want it You got to put rhyme on it!
How bad do I want it? I'm to die like Big A serious man with blood in my for this doesn't come overnight It's gonna be dark a 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 was comin', like "I Got Next" So we upstairs, my man Choco hooked it up is KRS-Oneturn 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, spiritual leader With the You comin' with me? You runnin' me? In the spirit Scott LaRock, JMJ and Pun is me Yo, be steppin' to me ALL the time With the rawest But two weeks later, they fall to If you listenin' to 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 Just the days when YOU was under! Before the Hummer, the Benz Before the hundreds, before the fifties, the twenties and When you was thirsty, remember the living water, and who it Now ask yourself, how bad do you it?