~ 1] ~ Yo, crack the Remy For niggas pumpin' by the mini-market it when you see me park it I think big Diddy office I fuck a ho with a cap on, like Mr. Marcus Yeah, my family like Richard Dawson The survey said I'm hot in right in apartment This Brick City, right New York Yeah, the streets is watchin' even wanna talk I run up on a DJ, em' on camera Makin' I get my wax on like Daniel-san Feel my draft, not filla' I walk up in a church a start a Mosh Pit up Yeah, I the pain member of the Wu-Tang, my flow Tiger Style Crane I'm back nigga, ridin' that Gravy The rap criminal, my is hard to tame wanna complain, no use in barkin' Cuz we can go neck-to-neck like Pam and And smoke like a carton of Newports On my New Jersey shit, and New nigga
~ 2] ~ Check out the flow I knock out the mic like Douglas, bitch leave a nigga broke And Jigga know when I clutch the pen it's them hens, I'm puttin' paragraphs in the figure 4 Fuck to take a pack of protein, cuz when I brawl Ima' be strapped like four [?] Blow smoke rings in the If I ain't gettin' half of what I sell you ain't niether Our leader won't no shorts, I know betta' D-O-C, MVP for Vendetta I'm on point, never skip of slip My bitch tryin' to kill me like Mrs. Smith If I carry two cannons, no time to out I bust the side of my jeans like Bruce Banner My dogs do it on camera, and to I'm Big Brother on my [?] for Gamma I like a rider should And when a bitch blow Doc she be famous like in the blood, get the best in line Put the eye yo' watch cuz I'm pressed for time, nigga