Yo, I'm to hit you with this ya'meen On top of the ya'meen, with a lil' bit of mixed in Yeah, yeah, yo
How should I get it started, it, just get it started? trash talking artists is nothing, n****z is garbage When Meth strike his target, leave it departed His flow is the hardest, y'all gon' feel me regardless
Might break a promise but never breaking the Some get popped and call for mamma, when the drama unfolds My block, hot as a sauna, n**** w*** u* a** C**** deals on every corner, fiends wanna you with soap
And, if a b****, then I bet she bitter and cold time she thinking I fold, seven figures get sold Meth, all in your or inhale it all in your nose don't know about this Method but smell it all in his clothes
Yup, I'm still intact, how is that, I'm back With enough, a million, to figure vanilla wraps up New York, New York, Tube socks and Timberlands 'Cause hip hop ain't them flip-flops, they feminine
I'm the one dealing, one shot killing it (Ya'meen) Yeah, the top billing, the block feeling like (Ya'meen) Yeah, f*** me, yeah, f*** with me (Ya'meen, ya'meen) Yeah, if you not for squealing and for the (Ya'meen)
The streets is watching the rotten like (Ya'meen) Yeah, the B.B. hot and the towers dropping like (Ya'meen) Yeah, f*** me, yeah, f*** with me (Ya'meen, ya'meen) Yeah, if you get it or get to popping 'em (Ya'meen)
You know the haters diss you, deal with bigger issues You know New is dying after all the shit we been through And we lost B.I.G., we done lost Pun Homey, you can't live, gotta go and get g***
You know the hammers'll lose your cabbage, dudes do damage Send Zulu Nation through Reaganomics, we them package We pushing rain pain, gotta go and get that Y'all going, "Hey, hey", but don't that pen lovely
You not know who y'all n****z is f***ing with I can life n** just for the f*** of it Crack's crazy, n****'ll smack babies Clap ladies for you gon' catch shady
it a mass shower, the way them hollow's drizzle Mr. Potato Head, you know them can't miss you The Average Joe, an average flow Me and Meth bringing New York, n****
I'm the one dealing, one shot killing it (Ya'meen) Yeah, it's the top billing, the block feeling (Ya'meen) Yeah, f*** with me, yeah, with me (Ya'meen, ya'meen) Yeah, if you not for and for spilling the (Ya'meen)
The is watching the apple rotten like (Ya'meen) Yeah, plus the B.B. hot and the towers dropping (Ya'meen) Yeah, f*** me, yeah, f*** with me (Ya'meen, ya'meen) Yeah, if you get it or get to popping 'em (Ya'meen)
You don't like me, you can get right above the testicles S.P., turn your top into vegetables You don't believe me, get 'em all in a And the next five, I plan to all of them soon
can meet me at the table that's round or get ya place in the ground That's what you get when you facing me, Who got the crown, I'm on it now while you wearing it Nobody nicer Ghost, I ain't hearing it
Nike Airing it, white tee out Stick-up kid season when the be out I'm a thug or investing in living, n****z sippin' soup rapper, knocking out your icey mouth
N****z in the East unite, not me If you ain't I'm the best, you ain't come to be right Know what I mean? If you don't, you not of being Your four-four, little pieces off of your spleen, n****
I'm the one dealing, one shot killing it (Ya'meen) Yeah, the top billing, the block feeling like (Ya'meen) Yeah, with me, yeah, f*** with me (Ya'meen, ya'meen) Yeah, if you not for and for spilling the (Ya'meen)
The is watching the apple rotten like (Ya'meen) Yeah, plus the B.B. hot and the towers like (Ya'meen) Yeah, with me, yeah, f*** with me (Ya'meen, ya'meen) Yeah, if you get it or get to popping 'em (Ya'meen)