with the sound, nah Fuck you, pay me I'mma put you on the ground now Fuck you, pay me If the club burned down, mutha Fuck you , pay me 10 bucks are 30
right where you are Audio X, we gonna your blow your head up Synthetic flows, they gonna make you get up Give me any record and I'll flip it any style
bars And me, gunslinger, clips, cock D My fashion on, I'm rocking 'em new Rasheeds I'ma finish ya, go in brother like Mr. Cee You could find me fucked
in a battle field I'm invincible You want a battle me man be sensible I'll never submit to any other emcee Be a duel to the death either him or me And
Yo this is serious shit right here Me and my boys, we don't fuck around You know what I'm sayin'? So if you diss me My muthafuckin' people, or the niggas
don't see me, standin in front of me Walkin by me three or four times Showin me views of they Victoria Secret thongs, tryin to turn me on Eyewitness news
, you watch me like the president No feedback on R&B scams motivate me With stretch marks around your gut plus I know you hate me Guard your feet, lose
a nigga live, pay the rent, bless the wiz Master the art and not get blast up in the heart What, yo? (Yo) Gravediggaz (Forever) '97 and beyond word
rap style's flagrant Feel the sting of a killa bee, Johnny Blaze Street life, deck and mobb deep, play for keeps In the city that you never sleep, pay
some old, shake the leg shit Now it's time to flow, since we formally introduced us Jump up on the stage and watch the homies seduce, seduce us Watch the three sprout beyond
for too much? Don't speak to me if good times are granted 'till I be Don't tell me of the countries or the hours that you seek Don't tell me to keep
move ruins the crush Plus detonator cordless mics are clutched Fingertips tight around the invisible paintbrush To the dawn of Egyptian musk, face the style War trilogy way beyond
't come from me Cause I've studied and learned my history It had to be something evil to bring that about This is showing and proving beyond a shadow
before Kane fucked Madona Xzibit maintain and stayed bent like a comma Just me and my bottle we shall lead not follow Emcees be full of shit but they style
', won't let the po-po arrest me Try to hit the deck to bless me But I'm still broke so I ride like Frank and Jessie But they can't catch me, breakin'
