[Lupe Roc-A-Fella, 1st AND!! Jay... Lupe!
Yeah, uhh And so it that I'm, sewin jeans And, 1st and 15 is just a machine So I, cut the and I, sew in seams And, button in this hustlin then publically I'm Lee no bustin them and cuffin them is like usherin in the regime, they want me to Prince pants But I withstand, I gotten into that A big in the waist, two-pocket on the back them 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 game that came through where I as a kid in the bad luck truck and threw boxes off the Made me a ripper, like river Content a more thicker, slicker Yeah, and they oil and water don't mix Now all down at the beach washin off the fish Was Blackbeard 'til I brought the Roc 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 it's the truth I'll say it is the - I'll 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, like a the way that the Family's pants worn we slide, and try and put 'em on The in the pocket'll drag you down to Davy Jones locker Beware if you wanna Roc the Other from the block what, they was sellin O's Wheel of Fortune, of imported cocaine just to important, it was +Do or Die+ was tired of bein "Po' Pimps," now for sure That was just a product of my sense I guess, I was just guessin the consonants Momma said beware of what the do Tell 'em that your not for sale like the W's So go and pirate, the highest make you leak like pirated my shhh.. It's no shhh.. just 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 remain the artiste through thees all If you force my hand be forced to "draw" If the war for war halls you got enough space on your hall's walls I niggaz murals, then escape the bureau's investigation, out in on vacation I'm for these puppies with the pound boy (Blaow) a round boy (blaow blaow) down boy Sound boy, you don't wanna loud noise leave paranoid if not paralyzed means you can't walk in my shoes Too green you can't talk in my hue Extend the team, nigga at Lu' 1st and 15th, my cue, I'm through