[Chorus: Morris] Don't, don't, don't, don't me Don't, don't, don't, don't me Don't, don't, don't, don't me Don't, don't, don't, push me
[Verse 1: Inspectah Yo Groundskeeper how I touch No love scene, so I got a cutscene Yeah, I go through it if I can't around it True because I do it before I about it [?] water, blowtorcher Black diamonds, blue dreams, gold I'm always on go, all the lights General official, that's the stripes mean You get wiped like a countertop I work in the beat, I'm like a housing cop How they thirst in the streets, it's like out rock No publicity stunts before the drop What you see is real, what you heard is All I in this world is my word and my balls Money calling, stomach talking, hungry Honeys hawking, hate, funny talking
[Chorus: Morris] Don't, don't, don't, don't me Don't, don't, don't, push me Don't, don't, don't, don't me Don't, don't, don't, push me
2: Ghostface Killah] Yeah, yo We on the nightshift Get the billy or the nightstick Sublim stone I get right My murder game down to a tight Reputations brolic, the is polished Not laces in my (Motherfuckers) Yeah, yeah, and I'm not from Got garlic for vampires and fake who came to gossip You can't me with that bullshit, you ain't even my stylist (You acting all big now) But you ain't Christopher See your girl on her knees, she just a solid And the funny shit, you ain't gon' do about it a seat [?] you should be doing a [?] See, these young niggas'll you And none of niggas never heard of you We popped a few on the curb or two Would've had you out laying vertical
Kendra Morris] Don't, don't, don't, push me Don't, don't, don't, push me Don't, don't, don't, push me Don't, don't, don't, don't me Don't, don't, don't, push me Don't, don't, don't, push me Don't, don't, don't, push me Don't, don't, don't, push me
3: Esoteric] I'm an alien from way the Moon, you see I had the shazam, the [?] was new to me Lunacy, puny try to heckle I got the [?], Bill Burr, I'm a rebel up Poured wine and I poured it to my face You don light skinny on 24-inch waist wild like a [?] from [?] grandson I call the shots like I'm shooting a [?] gun Trailblazing, hair like a man bun I'm so on mics, you so psycho in tights and heels Turn on the [?] [?] [?] Louise, I'm catching Ts (Hey, one more time, bro. Wait, what?) Nah, I like take Popping shit at Esoteric, your life mistake I'm a [?] he [?] Your future looking Bleek like you be Jay's friend You put the S in wordplay, you get So you the stabbing tracks with my forté