silence too hard, don't take the silence too hard, don't take the silence too hard, Don't take, don't take, don't take, don't take, don't take the silence
voicemail is full, got bitches screamin' inside of envelopes And they tryna mail 'em to me, tryna reach my phone I don't know which one is harder Tryna not to take
I is who they ain't That ain't strokin' my sack, it's just a black ink fat Boy, ain't no keeping me back. Yes, Mos Def is the handle Try to test and get
be ma 840 mama, Shake sumfin fo' me, And it dont make sense if it don't make dat money, Ima take dat money,... [Mannie Fresh] Put ya hands on ya knees
don?t miss me, you history Lead flowin? around like a Frisbee, Italian dons from Sicily kiss me This ain?t 50, this ain?t Jigga, this ain?t Diddy, this
I got that, "I don't give a fuck" in me, it's stuck in me That's how I 'vantage over y'all niggaz, y'all too pretty We too gritty, like Sanford and Son
some ??? [Verse 3: Gonzoe] We got it bundled up gimme my scratch it's juss my turn an I'ma take mine trap nigga don't get attached tryin to soak up,
hit harder than fists The aftermath's wicked Brass gets evicted Can't put your strap back in your waist Another crew shot Cause your barrel's too
Yeah, yeah I don't know what else to say I can't, I can't think of nothin' I'm stumped Here we go On your feet Stand up Everybody hands up Uh, man,
Yeah, yeah I don't know what else to say I can't, I can't think of nothin' I'm stumped Here we go (Here we go) On your feet (On your feet) Stand up (
He go hard A yeeeeah We go hard Da da da da We go hard A yeeeeah We go hard Go hard, so hard So hard, so hard Whoooa The best nigga in the game Yeah,
anything for love, but I won't do that, oh I won't do that Some days it don't come easy, and some days it don't come hard Some days it don't come at
stock drop, right on the seams Nigga here is too hot and too much for you to touch Better tell your man 'cuz I'm too tough indubitably, too dust Do you
hear the silence When the kid walks in His reputation's bigger than gasoline I don't mind, but he's tryin' to feel my lady too Pool Hall Richard, you're far too
- 40 mama, shake sumthin' for me And it don't make sense if it don't make that money I'ma take that money, I'm strung for cash Young ladies Put ya hands
hip-hop niggaz they can't take us if we deal with the real, and shut down the fakers [Freddie Foxxx] I'm proud to be a black man in my existence, so
promised, especially your life I demolish Too many niggas claim street but wouldn't last in the projects Too many happy-go-lucky cats rap with no money Black
