the code to the game that serious The streets got rules, it's certain shit you don't do like Sayin it was me when you knowin that it was you It's not
just James, recognize So what you gone do Face? (Play till I win) So what you gone do? (Double back and do it again) So what you gone do Face? (I'm
came was the Made Men wattn't But the paper was the influence and that's what done it You cuff these hoes, we muff these hoes You and Captain Save Ya
is it word up. We gonna lay you back We gonna rest your back, you won't know how to act When it come to bigger, showin and provin Niggaz styles is wack
You do this right, you might have the time of ya life Dom Kennedy: Comin from the westside but my fitted say Sox Where you get banged on if you in it
Suicide, it's a suicide When you succeed, prepare to be crucified Media meddles, niggas sue you, you settle Every step you take, they remind you you ghetto So it
talking zsa zsa zsa zsa Catch knock my tape like beats (uh) I'm fresh as fruits You pussy MC it's you I rebuke repent You burn up you got me bit I'
you hearin me, so don't do it baby You know I keep it real, just let me tell you somethin [Paul Wall] Lil' momma been down with me for a while When you
Schoolin' Hell of stackas like final exams 'Cause, it's the, funkadelic, hit you with the irrelevant Elements, and it's coming through your block Can't you smell it
smoke the blunt for all you underground chumps My smoke bangs like it's freshly picked from the swamps So nigga how you roll a blunt? Aiyyo, how you roll
I can't stand it My style flow local like New Jersey transit And you'll need Teddy to unjam it when I cram it I'm from N to the E When I wave
's average, no matter how you come Should've been spit on volume one, tell your corner it's time Throw in the towel, you done Call up Jimmy, Kevin Lyles, whoever you want It
time Ya ready? All you brand new rappers got a new flow You ain't samplin' James Brown no more Probably try to sample Cameo Parliament Funkadelic, you scandalous ho You stole it
your jock You can't do it like this homey, so just pass it And stop kissing them white folks asses It's like you smoked a whole damn key You rap so fast
'mon Mon, it was Iman and man Bowie's my man gimme one more night I just upchucked my pills and Tom Collins On Phil Collins, I mean Phil it was just
call it five-oh, we call it one time It's my life my life my life my life, in the sunshine! One nine weighs a ton How the fuck you think that the West
poor, the rich get richer It's just so disproportionate You don't know just what I've gone through That's why I would rather show you Just how far