He looks determined being ruthless Something heroic in man There's a courage about him, doesn't look like a Comes so calm Acts like he has a dream of passion You trust me, huh? Well, you know why I do, not supposed to trust anyone in our profession anyway
Knock out the box all the time Bitches on my fuckin' records pah Big ones, yeah, big Straight up, fuck whole team bust it, yo, yo, fly G.I. niggaz
Now yo yo, whattup yo, is runnin' out It's for though, let's connect politic, ditto! We could trade places, get in the staircases Word up, peace incarcerated
Thug related attract millions Fans, they my plan the kid up in the green Land? Me and the RZA connect, a fuse, you lose crews get demolished and bruised Fake be frontin', hourglass niggaz be wantin' Shuttin' down your slot, time for Poisonous sting thumps up and act chumps
a heavy generator But yo, guess who's the black Dough be flowin' by the Wu, we got the collars, Word life, peace to and my whole unit Word up! Quick to set it, wet it Real niggas lick shots, Connecticut
Now yo yo, yo, time is runnin' 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 like marble, rhyme Real niggaz raise up, spend your money, But this is for the uninvited Go head and rhyme to it, big mics is gettin' fired Morphine sticks be burnin' like Niggaz recognize from here to to Fort Green But hold up, be tastin' like throw-up My mob up, dripped to death, whips rolled up
Ya never had no wins, in these dens wit Timbs With Mac-10's and friends Ya got guns, got guns too, up son, do You wanna battle for cash and see who Sun I wax, tax, smack rap niggaz who fax lyrics is wack nigga Can't stand unofficial, wet tissue, bustin' Scud missles You like Trump, you get your meat lumped
For real, it's slang rap democracy Here's the policy, slide off the ring, plus the the status, soon to see me at Caesar's eatin' salads We beatin and the keys to Dallas I move rhymes retail, make sure shit sell where we at to my man's cell
From staircase to stage, wage But soon to get a article in 'Rap But all I is my house, my gat, my Ac Bank account fat, it's down like that And pardon the French but let me Italian Black Stallion, on Shaolin That means the island of And niggaz carry gats and mad from Manhattan
Now yo yo, whattup yo, is runnin' out It's for real though, let's politic, ditto! We trade places, get lifted in the staircases Word up, peace scarfaces
I do this for shop niggaz in the Plaza asthma, Rae is stickin' gun-flashers Well-dressed, skatin' through the projects wit big Broke elevators, turn the out, stick one Upstairs, switch like a Hip Brazilians, pass the or Leave your children, leave the Niggas, yo they be foldin' like envelopes under Like Lou on coke
Yo, Africans denyin' niggaz up in cabs Musty like funk, wavin' arms, the Arabs Sit back, like Kahlua's on rocks On the crack spots, rubberband on my knots You bitches who fuck dreds on Pussy's hurtin', did it for a yard for the Feds up, cousin, nigga, I seen it Like a Zenith, believe it!
Now yo yo, whattup yo, time is out It's for real though, connect politic, ditto! We could trade places, get 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 incarcerated scarfaces
Time is out ditto Peace scarfaces