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[Intro - Inspectah
Yeah, major players of the game, still
I'm up to bat again, ya'll already
Bonds flow, out of the park with it (Mental Instruments)
go

- A.C.]
You run through the competition, treat you like a champ
When you and you make it to the big game
in a pile of riches, fly bitches
Chain fridged when you, it to the big game
Get money, big money, big
Spot out, and the fans entertained
They like me, we go hard we play
And that's how the fuck you get to make it to the big

[Verse 1 - Deck]
Early on the paper route, on my hands
and lasers out
Cool as a fan in Satan's house
Show 'em what my name about, boss of
Turning your out, talk is cheap, shut up, pay me now
Hands on the work, stopping your bank
Shorty you're light work, Comic View rap making my hurt
Talent's in the mic worse, to rank
Feels my life cursed, down to go out
What's the price
Seats leaning the rod held tight
In the BMW g'ing with the lights
I spit gemstars, splitting your dome and I up
Everything, heavy swing, 'em home
So I'm like a king on the throne, like I used to be
The right hand, now I got a on my own
Showing love for all my ringers home, quoting my
You niggas been a clone, homie can't in my zone

[Verse 2 -
Revolvers with the eye, late for my plate frame
You crazy fly, screw the tip off, in the baby I
papers, law makers, all of us jaw breakers is on
Vaticans in in all ages
All my teams armored, from all the way to socks
Hit me in the calf, it's no
I won't fold, to make bail
Call up my Norfolk niggas, tip bill, we can't play jail
No for RICOs, kids ego
up the game, that's like sticking your eye next to the peephole
The next generation of dumb niggas, we the legacy
These bum niggas, got invaded by niggas
All mine battling, we gonna for mansions
Branson and more of Gallo
A villain slash genetleman, blowing with nine Indians
I'm the chief, the millennium

[Verse 3 - Inspectah
all that I been through, critiquing all that the kid do
The moral though, I'mma
We hungry, son, you seen gully
You at the Carter, New Jack City, you G-Money
I beast money, stay fresh off the runway
Hotter than a summer day sunray, I say
Truth a Bible page, twenty flow said night or day
Twenty warheads at you right
Play maker A-gamer'll sell the out, silence the nay sayer
Throw a shout out, to all my players
Deck take it out the park, Barry stance
They wonder, is his performance enhanced?
Rumble in the jungle, to the pressure
See, son's cool, to one odds, he come through
I leave your trunk blue, holding head, stuck off the one-two
Turn up the game, I begun to

[Outro:
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