He looks determined without being Something heroic in man a courage about him, doesn't look like a killer Comes so calm Acts like he has a dream of passion You don't trust me, huh? Well, you why I do, we're not supposed to trust anyone in our profession
Knock out the box all the time on my mother fuckin' records pah Big ones, yeah, big up, fuck your whole team Yeah bust it, yo, yo, fly G.I.
Now yo yo, whattup yo, is runnin' out It's for real though, connect politic, ditto! We could trade places, get in the staircases up, peace incarcerated scarfaces
Thug related style millions Fans, they my plan the kid up in the green Land? Me and the RZA connect, a fuse, you lose Half-ass get demolished and bruised be frontin', hourglass heads niggaz be wantin' Shuttin' down slot, time for pumpin' Poisonous sting thumps up and act chumps
Raise a heavy But yo, guess the black Trump? Dough be by the hour's Wu, we got the collars, life, peace to power and my whole unit Word up! Quick to set it, wet it Real lick shots, peace Connecticut
Now yo yo, whattup yo, time is out It's for real though, let's politic, ditto! We could trade places, get lifted in the Word up, peace incarcerated
Chef'll shine marble, rhyme remarkable Real niggaz raise up, spend your money, But this is for the uninvited Go head and rhyme to it, big nigga mics is gettin' Morphine sticks be burnin' like recognize from here to Baltimore to Fort Green But up, Moet be tastin' like throw-up My mob roll up, dripped to death, rolled up
Ya never had no wins, slidin' in these wit Timbs With Mac-10's and broke Ya got guns, got guns too, up son, do You wanna battle for cash and see who Sun I probably wax, tax, smack rap who fax Niggaz lyrics is nigga Can't stand unofficial, wet tissue, blank bustin' missles You rollin' Trump, you get your meat lumped
For real, it's just rap democracy the policy, slide off the ring, plus the Wallabees Check the status, to see me at Caesar's Palace eatin' We beatin mics and the to Dallas I rhymes like retail, make sure shit sell From where we at to my man's
From to stage, minimun wage But to get a article in 'Rap Page' But all I is my house, my gat, my Ac Bank account fat, goin' down like that And pardon the French but let me Italian Stallion, dwellin' on Shaolin That means the island of And carry gats and mad police from Manhattan
Now yo yo, yo, time is runnin' out It's for real though, connect politic, ditto! We trade places, get lifted in the staircases Word up, peace scarfaces
I do this for shop niggaz in the Plaza Catchin asthma, Rae is gun-flashers Well-dressed, skatin' through the wit big ones Broke elevators, turn the out, stick one Upstairs, like a chameleon Hip Brazilians, the cash or Leave children, leave the buildin' Niggas, yo they be foldin' like envelopes pressure Like Lou on coke
Yo, Africans niggaz up in yellow cabs Musty funk, wavin' they arms, the Arabs Sit back, like Kahlua's on rocks On the crack spots, wrapped on my knots You bitches who fuck on Sudafeds hurtin', they did it for a yard for the Feds Word up, cousin, nigga, I it Like a 27-inch Zenith, it!
Now yo yo, whattup yo, is runnin' out for real though, let's connect politic, ditto! We could places, get lifted in the staircases Word up, peace incarcerated
Now yo yo, whattup yo, is runnin' out It's for though, let's connect politic, ditto! Get in the staircases Peace incarcerated
Time is out ditto Peace incarcerated