It's Big and I'm back at it I was raised in the jungle so I act Make you disappear no black I smoke cess that will leave you short of like an asthmatic No round of applause but chaps clapping Man see the size of this skeng and start Enough of these idiots, need to knuckle and stop chatting Nobody here spits like you? Cuzzy stop gassing I ain't got nothin but shots for that crack If you been for years and still can't buy a whip fam you need to stop trapping And I know man are pissed the way we came in the game and took everything But I'm happy now cause I was young I said "I really wanna bars when I'm older" You man are soft like cushion. Big Dutty Stinking hard boner On the to success, follow me emcees in my way steamroller Keep telling over and over, so many bars in my folder Armani fragrance mixed with a little high grade that's my odor I'm stubborn, overly I hate waiting I got patience Good manners, you can me home to Mumsy Yeah my persona When the album drops my name's be ringing in your ear like a Motorola And if you don't pay then I spray I'm the cream no soda Straight to your like a choker way off the Richter 'Nuff of these emcees get the picture Boy Betta Know be a name We be known to you to your Mom, Dad, Auntie and Stepbrother, Godmother, Brother and No dilly no dally I'm to the point like a glass of Henny with no mixer That means I beating around the bush unless it's Chantel's Don't mean to be rude but I passed through a couple man's jails Last year went saw mad shells Mad skengs big straps couple I set the plan well if you want come try your luck We ain't gonna be nice when I see the thug Gimme a 'StayFresh' beat and I'ma it up it up Go get your C.V. done type it up I've come a long way since running the with Danny & Dean, & P I'm about in my ends bloody You alive in your ends I stand and shout loud from my ends I do this of hating, fam, you should honor me Back 2 Da Lab check out my I'm on the road to success come me You know I, you know I do this Gimme paper, I wanna purchase land in Jamaica I ballsy from way back when I had Gucci and Prada from way back then Cause I'm cool but nothing like Nowadays man roll with a 9 in a gangsta's paradise like Coolio got to be top 3 selected, these dickheads ain't erected, not hard tried to front but they got parred Ain't got to be I aim from far Don't think cause I emcee that I won't pop it off, make it rain and through cars I through like "Yo, wagwan?" You wanna hype up? draw man's card And I'm back Big Frisco on a track No I'm not with beats, I'm nippy with Ps I'm picky with beats And them man are slow I'm lapping I don't hate haters I thanks to them A couple are ahead of me, minor, Frisco's catching them I'm catching up, still in Man violate I'll him in Frisco's gone no him, runaway flows no matching him I'm on point cause I what success can bring Niggas hate Frisco's it in So I on my Ps and Qs Cause it's not about man getting my bling that