fact that it ain't hard to get some Chips if I just keep writing with ambition Then I get an advance from the 5 to the 6 and House with 2 kitchens,
you cost, bitch? I'm all about large bank deposits On and off the mic, I always set trends Either you see me with hoes or I'm rolling with pimps Brook
I'm just mindin' my business, handlin' business There's no love for you blad, it's business I'm just mindin' my business, handlin' business There's no
Run off with a dancer, gonna celebrate Welcome the new age covered in warrior paint Lights from the jungle to the sky See now, a star's born, looks just like
like a (Spanish) Spit ball, lick all rhymes just like (Spanish) I run over fools like Dorsey Leathers And murder antiques like J-Rhyme I kill peasants Take over ships
Feel me! No matter what I do the billy it's gone flourish Big **** just like a bus full of japanese tourists Or it's styles that flow like hudson river debris Ship
everything on TV just a figment of imagination I don't want no plastic nation Read that like a Hatian While you muthafckers waiting I be off the slave ship
the realm of dice raw Where clones get they dome blown with chrome microphones It's not your fault black, just the fact you wasn't shown You'll come through this like
subject to brutality Why is every street like a living hell? Probably 'cause they all just want us to fail And three strikes and surely back to jail Like the slaves ship
an incredible ship" and I got hype It said it's like the love boat, baskin' in the sun Promisin' fun for you and for everyone I said, "That's dope! Baby, you're down
Streets is like your girl, treat it like your wife You can flirt around with drugs but don't hit the pipe You can mess around with guns but death ain
can't get with it MC's act like they don't know MC's act like they don't know MC's act like they don't know MC's act like they don't know Some MC's
with big shit so when it blasts it hurts Evil lurks to lay you down with a curse Feel moist up cause fool thugs sliced you up Digga rippin' first is somethin' wicked I killed the double cd with just
about serving you haters like we was serving the golds Y'all can't fuck with these Ballaz, y'all can't hang with my city Plus there's too many bitch,
why I stay calm like [unverified] For who seeks the actual article You heard it live its certified, mechanic on the mother ship The alien, I changed the course of them with
1, never let a nigga know yo business 2, always start what you finish 3, stay on yo note, don't slip 4, be careful 'cause these streets are a trip 5, always
produce Sorry lady but I'm just spittin the truth Yeah I know niggaz do creep shit too - fuck em See it's a fact niggaz is dogs Just like it's a fact