[Lupe Roc-A-Fella, 1st AND!! Jay... Lupe!
Yeah, uhh And so it seems that I'm, jeans And, 1st and 15 is just a sewin So I, cut the and I, sew in seams And, button in this hustlin then I'm Buddy Lee There's no bustin them and cuffin is like usherin in the regime, they want me to Prince pants But I withstand, I ain't into that A little big in the waist, on the back them Nu-vi's, O.G.'s covered in blue dye Give 'em the game, that's like chocolate to the fat Look, how you I got here? That's the same game that came where I lived as a kid in the bad luck and threw boxes off the back Made me a ripper, like river Content a more thicker, slicker Yeah, and said 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 - everything 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 offff of you Take pressure off of you; I'll take, the off of you
Fiasco] YEAH! Uhh, it's proper (proper) it sag so low you can see boxer, like a boxer's 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 wanna Roc the nigga from the block what, they was sellin O's like of Fortune, of imported cocaine just to important, it was +Do or Die+ was tired of bein "Po' Pimps," now for sure That was a product of my common sense I guess, I was guessin like 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 cannons you leak like pirated my shhh.. no shhh.. it's just shhh like quiet And big homey's out of
Uhh, Young, uhh So the pen is mightier than the my lord My first picture was a line-up, now I'm on the And I still remain the through thees all If you my hand I'll be forced to "draw" If the war calls for war you got enough space on your hall's walls I niggaz 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 boy, you don't wanna soundclash loud noise leave niggaz paranoid if not Which you can't walk in my shoes Too much green you can't in my hue Extend the team, nigga at Lu' 1st and 15th, that's my cue, I'm