[Intro]
Hoo Han
[Verse 1]
Rhyme flow dangerous, 30 plus, never rust
n***as can not hang with it, it's like being hit with a f**ing bus
I hear ya n***as talking, tell me what the f** ya smoking
Blaq Poet, don't provoke him, Henny drinking, haze blowing
Gun-toting ba*tard, what the f** ya want to do
I swear I'll blow at ya n***as, that's word to Kenny Lou (KL)
Keep it a hundred, I'm the best that never done it
n***as want to give me the crown and I don't even want it
What I do want is for you punks to pay attention
Ain't nothing wrong with that kiddy sh**, but this what's been missing
Premo on the beat and me on the rhyme
That means it's heat on the streets, it's about that time
[Hook]
I get it in, for all my thuns that's not here
For those whom I shed tears and ran with for years
I get it in, for New York, true talk, n***a
We the best, what the f** you thought?
I get it in
[Sample]
"Yeah Kid"
[Blaq Poet]
Hold up hold up, hold the f** up Premo
[DJ Premier]
Po' what up?
[Blaq Poet]
Yo
Hold up, hold up
[Sample]
"Go in, go in"
[Verse 2 (w/ DJ Premier)]
Ya here to witness, n***as got no choice but to blast this
Hip-hop resurrected, I rise from the ashes
And you know, Blaq Po' is like a submachine
It ain't a f**ing thing to blow your a** to smithereens
I'm on some Queen sh**, "bridge" sh**, mean sh**
What other n***a makes this ill, gangster lean sh**? (I don't know)
What other n***a makes you just want to get it in? (I don't know)
What other n***a drink that gin on top of Henn? (I don't know)
What other n***a make that real hard sh**
Make them other n***as make all that bottom bar sh**
Let them other n***as run around and chase them hoes
I let them other n***as run around in them tight a** clothes
Let them other n***as sit back and think they came
Let them other n***as talk about their whips and blings
I'm from the streets, motherf**er, and I'm really hood
So don't make me do it to you 'cause I really could
[Sample]
"Yeah kid"
"You not an MC, you's a rapper"
"Go in, go in"
[Hook]
I get it in, for all my thuns that ain't here
For those who I shed tears and ran with for years
I get it in, for New York, true talk, n***a
We the best, what the f** you thought
I get it in, for all my thuns that ain't here
For those who I shed tears and ran with for years
I get it in, for New York, true talk, n***a
We the best, what the f** you thought
I get it in
[Verse 3]
I splatter your matter n***a, you never mattered
All over the block, n***as need to stop with all that chit chatter
Yo f** these n***as, y'all fake as n***as
See me and you smiling in my face as n***as
Snake a** n***as, don't think I see you slithering
How stupid can you be when you know I f**ing get it in
I let you get closer, then I put this close you
Leave your a** in Nova Scotia, stiff where nobody knows ya
Gangster kaiser, the mac light your night up
I sit back and light up, them things tear you right up
Oh I love it when a plan comes together
When my hand touch the cheddar, feed your mans to the shredder
I get it in
[Outro]
Hoo han
Yeah motherf**ers
Straight gutter sh**
(What up)
Blaq Poet
(Year Round)
DJ Premier
The game is over
It's ours
We the hardest
We the best
(NYGz n***a)
Uh
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