It's Big Fris and I'm at it I was raised in the jungle so I act Make you no black magic I smoke cess that leave you short of breath like an asthmatic No round of applause but there's clapping Man see the size of this and start backtracking Enough of these idiots, need to knuckle down and stop Nobody over here like you? Cuzzy stop gassing I ain't got nothin but shots for crack addict If you been shuttin for years and still buy a whip fam you need to stop trapping And I know man are the way we came in the game and took everything over But I'm now cause when I was young I said "I really wanna spit when I'm older" You man are soft like cushion. Big Dutty Stinking like boner On the road to success, me emcees in my way steamroller Keep telling them over and over, so bars in my folder Armani fragrance mixed a little high grade yeah that's my odor I'm stubborn, ignorant I hate I ain't got patience Good manners, you can take me home to Yeah that's my When the drops my name's gonna be ringing in your ear like a Motorola And if you pay then I won't spray I'm the cream no soda Straight to your like a choker Sicker way off the of these emcees don't get the picture Boy Know be a household name We be to you to your Mom, Dad, Auntie and Uncle Stepbrother, Godmother, and Sister No dilly no dally I'm straight to the like a glass of Henny with no mixer That I ain't beating around the bush unless it's Chantel's Don't mean to be rude but I have passed a couple man's jails Last went Jamaica saw mad shells Mad skengs big straps hand-helds I set the plan well test if you want try your luck We ain't gonna be nice when I see the thug Gimme a beat and I'ma light it up Wild it up Go get C.V. done type it up I've come a long way since the streets Danny & Dean, Sammy & P I'm about in my bloody cheek You alive in your ends I stand and shout loud from my ends I do this Instead of hating, fam, you honor me 2 Da Lab check out my discology I'm on the road to success come me You know I, you know I do this Gimme more paper, I wanna purchase land in I ballsy from way back when I had Gucci and Prada from way back then Cause I'm but nothing like Coolio Nowadays man roll with a 9 living in a gangsta's like Coolio I've got to be top 3 selected, these ain't erected, not hard They tried to front but they got Ain't got to be I aim from far Don't think cause I emcee that I won't pop it off, make it and tear through cars I through like "Yo, wagwan?" You wanna up? I'll draw man's card And I'm back Big Frisco on a again No I'm not with beats, I'm nippy with Ps Plus I'm with beats And them man are slow I'm lapping I don't haters I give thanks to them A couple are ahead of me, minor, Frisco's catching them I'm catching up, cashing in Man I'll smash him in gone no catching him, runaway flows no matching him I'm on point cause I know what can bring hate Frisco's getting it in So I on my Ps and Qs it's not about next man getting my bling Never