this shit for years Blazed out sheddin' tattoo tears Now rock-a-bye baby, I'm thugged out and so crazy Don't wanna hurt a soul nigga, so don't make
down It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga It don't matter, if you got it and I need it I want it 50 Cents ain't fuckin' around Track Masters ain't
down It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga It don't matter, if you got it and I need it I want it 50 Cents ain't fucking around Track Masters ain't
knowledge will nourish I love what I got and like what I had I'm glad, not sad and I don't even get mad I get even, myself and some others I believe
, yeah Rough enough to break New York From Long Island Back up, boy, move easy with the hand motion Don't even blink kid, or I'ma start smokin' The glock
"but it's a herut-likwit crew connection"(sample) 2x [defari] Don't regret it, you had your chance and couldn't set it You hear me rhyme and
and mad deep no shorts and no sleep I'm bugged like a tapped phone, hard like concrete So get a grip and don't slip or catch a clip From the infrared
up And featuring the man on the cut He who don't believe can get the (macadamia) nuts So whassup homeboy, there's any static? Do we have to ? ? and get
Fever I'm on fire Fever yeah, I burn forsooth Captain Smith and Pocahontas Had a very mad affair When her daddy tried to kill him She said Daddy, oh don't
Moved on me sloppily, prepare for the fallout With gats to blow the wall out, clear the mall out Chorus [shiggy sha] Yo, don't be mad at me, I used
down It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga It don't matter, if you got it and I need it I want it 50 Cents ain't fuckin around Track Masters ain't
niggas With your gang truce, or whatever the fuck you call em, nigga Rappers, I rip em in half, they can't get with math Or the ruggedness niggaz be bumpin on the ave So get
give to a motherfucker That don't wanna do nothing for theyselves motherfucker Be a real motherfucker, be a tru nigga, get ya own Damn, can't even mourn
give to a motherfucker that don't wanna do nothing for theyselves motherfucker Be a real motherfucker, be a TRU nigga, get ya own Damn, can't even mourn
I'm on fire Fever yeah, I burn forsooth Captain Smith and Pocahontas Had a very mad affair When her daddy tried to kill him She said Daddy, oh don't
test, who me? I think you better back up and chill, g Don't make me mad boy, don't even try Eyah got skills, eyah smoke mad thai You steppin to a brother
know they can't hang Don't give me no lip, don't give me no backtalk, yeah break North Don't make me get my gun and blow YOUR MOTHERFUCKIN HEAD OFF Once
you don't get a medal if you settle for the drama She's a gangster and the other terminal cancer Ask too many questions and my smith and wesson will