[Lupe Roc-A-Fella, 1st AND!! Jay... Lupe!
Yeah, uhh And so it seems that I'm, sewin And, 1st and 15 is just a 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, they me to make Prince pants But I withstand, I ain't gotten into A little big in the waist, two-pocket on the Call Nu-vi's, O.G.'s covered in blue dye Give 'em the game, that's like givin to the fat Look, how you think I got That's the same that came through where I lived as a kid in the bad luck and threw boxes off the back Made me a ripper, like river a little more thicker, slicker Yeah, and said oil and water don't mix Now they all down at the beach off the fish Was Blackbeard 'til I brought the Roc into ships YEAH!
It's my life, my life - everything I dooo I for you I do it all for you - I say you knowwww it's the truth I'll say it is the truth - take all the pressure offff of you pressure off of you; I'll take, the pressure off of you
[Lupe YEAH! Uhh, it's hella (proper) Cause it sag so low you can see boxer, a boxer's That's the way that the Family's pants we slide, and try and put 'em on The stones in the pocket'll drag you to Davy Jones locker Beware if you Roc the Knickerbocker Other nigga from the block what, was sellin O's Wheel of Fortune, of imported cocaine just to important, it was +Do or Die+ They was of bein "Po' Pimps," now for sure That was just a product of my common I guess, I was just guessin the consonants Momma beware of what the devil do Tell 'em your soul's not for sale like the W's So go ahead and pirate, the make you leak like pirated my shhh.. It's no shhh.. just shhh like quiet And big homey's out of
Uhh, Young, uhh So the pen is than the sword my lord My first picture was a line-up, now I'm on the And I remain the artiste through thees all If you force my hand be forced to "draw" If the war for war halls Hope you got enough space on your walls I make niggaz murals, then the bureau's investigation, out in on vacation I'm back for these puppies the pound boy (Blaow) Here's a boy (blaow blaow) down boy Sound boy, you don't wanna soundclash noise leave niggaz if not paralyzed Which means you can't in my shoes Too green you can't talk in my hue Extend the team, nigga at Lu' 1st and 15th, that's my cue, I'm