[Lupe Roc-A-Fella, 1st AND!! Jay... Lupe!
Yeah, uhh And so it seems I'm, sewin jeans And, 1st and 15 is a sewin machine So I, cut the and I, sew in seams And, button in hustlin then publically I'm Buddy Lee There's no bustin them and them is like usherin in the regime, they want me to make pants But I withstand, I gotten into that A little big in the waist, on the back Call them Nu-vi's, O.G.'s in blue dye 'em the game, that's like givin chocolate to the fat Look, how you think I got That's the game that came through where I lived as a kid in the bad luck truck and threw off the back Made me a ripper, deliver 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 Blackbeard I brought the Roc into your ships YEAH!
It's my life, my life - I dooo I dooooo for you I do it all for you - everything I say you knowwww the truth I'll say it is the truth - I'll take all the pressure of you Take pressure off of I'll take, the pressure off of you
[Lupe YEAH! Uhh, it's hella (proper) Cause it sag so low you can see boxer, like a That's the way the Family's pants worn we slide, and try and put 'em on The stones in the pocket'll drag you down to Davy locker Beware if you Roc the Knickerbocker Other nigga the block what, they was sellin O's like Wheel of Fortune, of cocaine to feel important, it was +Do or Die+ They was tired of bein "Po' Pimps," now for That was just a of my common sense I guess, I was just like the consonants Momma said beware of the devil do Tell 'em that soul's not for sale like the W's So go and pirate, the highest cannons make you leak pirated my shhh.. no shhh.. it's just shhh like quiet And big homey's out of
Uhh, Young, uhh So the pen is than the sword my lord My first was a line-up, now I'm on the Forbes And I remain the artiste through thees all If you force my hand be forced to "draw" If the war calls for war you got enough space on your hall's walls I make murals, then escape the bureau's investigation, out in on vacation I'm back for puppies with the pound boy (Blaow) a round boy (blaow blaow) down boy Sound boy, you don't wanna soundclash noise leave paranoid if not paralyzed means you can't walk in my shoes Too much green you can't in my hue the team, nigga holla at Lu' 1st and 15th, my cue, I'm through