The Show
Let's start our program ladies and gentlemen
LET'S GO! NYC baby, haha we here now haha
Let's get it in
Watch her getting jumping like
Third grade barrettes
Let the beretta blow you die slow
While I smoke on chron-ic
Try to throw salt homie like dry
Sweat gun powder flow through triceps
I'm more advanced got a corvette flow
I spit like Murcielago
Through precipitation I give rappers
A sun tan
Rapping like a promotional van when
I pull the drum out
Clap more than a Beatle fan
Never heard a sound like THIS
I'm number one
You're forever number two like Siamese
This is New York rap on gold d's
Jay Rock proceed
Get it in like IVs
My flow is not on radar, the K-9 D
Play y'all like chess, you can't check us
Come correct or face a lyrical bomb threat
I bomb first like Makaveli in 9 6
The nine mili have you on your death bed sick
See really I'm a project baby
Niggas are going Barney raised me
Crooked cops
Stop sign got a bullet whole, don't stop
Speed through it like a drag race
Or get buried under the state kDot
Expose niggas for who they are
Under their white T might be halter tops
Rap fags, the black mag come with
A complimentary black mask
Black Jason, red beam on the Glock
Money talks
I'm trying to have a life long conversation
Live like a silver spoon caucasian with a
Chain of hotel rooms across the nation
No home training, break 1, 000
000 dollar vases
Here we go yo, here we go yo
I got the special kind of flow
They call it Hip-Hop antidote murder MC's
If you're a rapper please check your pulse
(Hurry Up) too late (Flat line) John Doe
Dead than a motherfucker
Damn I'm a motherfucker
(blucka bl-blucka blucka bl-blucka)
Let his Momma suffer
I ball like the West Coast at Harlem Rucker
But at venice beach, jump shots I'm finna see
Fuck a drop top
That's how they killed Kennedy
I'm in a bronco, OJ in the city streets
With my AC on (With your AC on?)
Shit don't try to play me homes
Jump stupid, then ask to get filet mignon
I'ma break him in half
(and I'ma dumbthe bones)
Spill out (Then light the blunt)
With the butt of the comb
I got a lock like riper 25 to lifers
Walk in the yard and never fold in a riot
You know who we are, Top Dawg generals
I thank God for rap
My career was being a criminal bLISS
New level Hip Hop
Where my shovel? Let me convince Nas
Dig a couple graves tell 'em that the
New rap zombie is alive to invade
On the masses south central true best I
40 Glock stashes, buck 50 score left eye
Going back to Cali in a
New York state of mind
I can't wait
You know, nigga ain't never hopped on no
No subway train you know
Might catch the blue line or something
Metro Bus
125 St down Rosecrans, 53 down central
Ha ha haha, It's all new to us you know
Get out the hood for once statue of Liberty
I wanna see the fire on that motherfucker
The fire really burn in that motherfucker?
Heh, you see a nigga don't a
Nigga don't ever know and shit
I ain't never seen snow nigga
Southern California
Crenshaw, gangbanging can't slang it
I wanna see some NY fitteds
Get used to them LA cats, heh
Puerto Rican mamis, nigga don't got
No puerto rican mamis
Nigga we got Mexicans nigga
Straight up, haha