"Ready nig?"
"Yeah"
[Mastamind]
Let me put you up on this, like I roll this
I'm more than just a microphonist
Let me the f** alone trick
Get your mail on with out me, I'll get mine no doubt
And do the p**y all night freak, is this the game about
We own sh**, and they done let me in to make mill
From coast to coast to rock the bill, do this shake the hills
Set up shop on ya block here I come
Make the business move smooth with the hum
Young nation leader, lead a pack a k**as to enter
We sinners, we finna eat yo a** for dinner
[Chorus x4: Mastamind]
And all praises due to Gothom
I keep goin till the sun rise
Son of a gun Blaz4Me
[Esham]
Let me tell you a famous story about a n***a
You never heard about
n***a disrespect and get your mouth blew out
Straight flew out the coop, check the scoop
Young boy on the microphone, yes incorporated
B-boy flowin n***a, check my file
n***a got more rhymes than hairdressers got hairstyles
Old school, new school, legend in my own time
In fear of a black planet still on my mind
So why you diss a n***a for a outfit
I'm tryin' not to be a toilet in the world a sh**
[Chorus x4: Esham]
And all praises due to Gothom
I keep goin till the midnight
Son of a gun, Blaz4Me
[TNT]
Keep my name out yo mouth, before my dick be in it
Didn't I tell you motherf**ers? I was in it to win it
Still cold as dry ice make these n***az think twice
Droppin bombs on ya a** make you scream for your life
Let's get acquainted, let me kick the game for ya
Bang it, point blank, frame it in the picture fame for ya
sh** we do is real, f** hoes pack steel
We all about our money rap on tracks for mills
And if you n***az wanna test us
You lucky charm a** n***az fan out slugs, magically delicious
[Chorus x4: TNT's]
And all praises due to Gothom
I keep goin like all day
Son of a gun, Blaz4Me
Yeah, blasphemy, would you blast for me?
Cause I would blast for me, you know what I mean?
Don't be