We could be brothers, we better known as cousins As we climbed the chart with who the fuck want what My hood to your hood, we showed the world crew love Who
sing Man appointed rap king make the 'phone sing I'm Biz Mark, the microphone king-er Down to wreck your body, super-educated like swinger of a rap, make your
when I'm comin to your town Black man, the rental, God, the pistol YAH! If you don't want a burn from glock Then beware, I buck shots, we move up, the
the chance to shoot back at who shot at you Nigga, you'll be dead before you reach the hospital Lookin at you layin there with blood comin out your nostrils
on your wrist Like you repping the bionic six Who wanna fire? When guns fire, your lungs tire I'm an idol, ***** this Sanjaya, now who wanna try us
Saukrates} (Kardinal) You know this money man Got us acting funny man We sick of living crummy man We got to get this money man (New houses), {got, got
drivin' drunk, flip yo wip He ain't shit, ain't nobody gonna miss the prick Man everything gonna stop when your man drop They fuckin' with BANKS, been from
[lord finesse] Word em up, lord finesse on the smooth tip Peace to my man showbiz, andre the giant My man info, my man diamond d My man jazzy j, my
the fellas on the corner posted up 20 deep With your ifth on your hip, ready to flip Whenever you empty your clip, dip, trip your sidekick You got skill
Street cat burn your empire, your sin of course sourcer Arm-leg-head, duct tape, now torcher Vet kid responsible, word is his mouth leaked Claimin peace, cousin
is on your wrist Like you repping the bionic six Who wanna fire, when guns fire, your lungs tire I'm an idol, niggas is Sanjaya, now who wanna try us
the dick, make your kidneys shift Here we go, here we go, but I'm not Domino I got the funk flow to make your drawers drop slow So recognize the dick
you with the dick, make your kidneys shift Here we go, here we go, but I'm not Domino I got the funk flow to make your drawers drop slow So recognize
, Shaolin, Shaolin [Intro: Raekwon] Get away from there... shit Want to believe it... Yeah... oh shit Fresh from the lands of Shaolin, nigga Check this shit out, man
cousins As we climbed the chart with who the fuck want what My hood to your hood, we showed the world crew love Who wanna play with that Roc-A-team? Know
clown, kickin my same sound I'ma reign now, giant fist-splitted james brown I'm the poet, who rhymes was quoted lines are loaded shine decoded the vote and flow
about this Keak Da Sneak shit Danger! Not Mystikal but get on the flo' The man right chear, All In Moe Doe My style my flow is original as hell Cuz who is who