~ 1] ~ Yo, the Remy Martin For niggas weed by the mini-market Bring it when you see me it I think big like Diddy I fuck a ho with a baseball cap on, like Mr. Yeah, my family like Richard Dawson The survey said I'm hot in right in your Brick City, right beside New York Yeah, the streets is watchin' even wanna talk I run up on a DJ, smack em' on Makin' sure I get my wax on Daniel-san Feel my geniune draft, not I walk up in a church a start a Mosh Pit up Yeah, I bring the 11th member of the Wu-Tang, my flow Tiger Style I'm back nigga, that Gravy Train The rap criminal, my artifact is to tame Bitch wanna complain, no use in Cuz we can go neck-to-neck like Pam and And smoke like a of Newports nigga On my New shit, and New York nigga
~ 2] ~ Check out the nigga I knock out the mic like Buster Douglas, leave a nigga broke And Jigga know when I clutch the pen it's fuck them hens, I'm paragraphs in the figure 4 tryin' to take a pack of protein, cuz when I brawl Ima' be strapped like four [?] Blow smoke in the meetin' If I gettin' half of what I sell you ain't eatin' niether Our won't take no shorts, I know betta' This D-O-C, MVP for I'm on point, never skip of slip My bitch stay tryin' to me like Mrs. Smith If I carry two cannons, no to pull out I bust through the side of my like Bruce Banner My do it on camera, and to them I'm Big Brother on my [?] for Gammafide I ride a rider should And when a bitch Doc she be famous like Monica in the blood, get the best in line Put the eye into yo' cuz I'm pressed for time, nigga