[Lupe Roc-A-Fella, 1st AND!! Jay... Lupe!
Yeah, uhh And so it seems that I'm, jeans And, 1st and 15 is a sewin machine So I, cut the pattern and I, sew in And, in this hustlin then publically I'm Buddy Lee There's no bustin them and cuffin is like usherin in the regime, want me to make Prince pants But I withstand, I ain't into that A little big in the waist, two-pocket on the them Nu-vi's, O.G.'s covered in blue dye Give 'em the game, that's givin chocolate to the fat Look, how you I got here? That's the same game that through where I lived as a kid in the bad luck and threw boxes off the back me a ripper, deliver like river Content a little more thicker, Yeah, and they oil and water don't mix Now they all at the beach washin off the fish Was 'til I brought the Roc into your ships YEAH!
It's my life, my life - everything I dooo I for you I do it all for you - everything I say you knowwww the truth I'll say it is the truth - I'll all the pressure offff of you Take pressure off of you; take, the pressure off of you
[Lupe YEAH! Uhh, it's proper (proper) Cause it sag so low you can see boxer, like a That's the way that the pants worn we slide, and try and put 'em on The stones in the pocket'll drag you down to Davy Jones Beware if you Roc the Knickerbocker Other nigga from the what, they was sellin O's like of Fortune, of imported cocaine just to feel important, it was +Do or They was tired of bein "Po' Pimps," now for That was a product of my common sense I guess, I was just guessin the consonants Momma said of what the devil do Tell 'em that your not for sale like the W's So go ahead and pirate, the cannons make you leak like my shhh.. It's no shhh.. it's shhh like quiet And big out of retirement
Uhh, Young, uhh So the pen is mightier the sword my lord My first picture was a line-up, now I'm on the And I still remain the artiste thees all If you force my hand I'll be to "draw" If the war calls for war Hope you got enough space on hall's walls I make niggaz murals, then the bureau's investigation, out in on vacation I'm back for these puppies with the boy (Blaow) a round boy (blaow blaow) down boy Sound boy, you don't wanna loud noise leave niggaz paranoid if not Which you can't walk in my shoes Too green you can't talk in my hue Extend the team, holla at Lu' 1st and 15th, my cue, I'm through