[Beanie Sigel Talking]
Somebody's burnin close to the ground
I been here before, but I ain't gone lay down
Naw, naw you s**as, I ain't gone lay down
[Verse 1: Beanie Sigel]
Uh aiyoa I walks like a pimp
Spark wit this mack
Click lock ain't a smith you tell from this gat
You f** around and lose a leg or somethin
I laser somethin I'm a predator
Make me Schwarzennegger something
You n***as talkin bout a dolla ain't a thing
I got da blocks boilin move oils like Babylon
I move work in and out da Tri-State
All doubles don't supply weight
All bubbles five eights
Yeah, I'm in and out of state
I touched a lot of states
And yeah my plate touched a lot steaks
And you crumbs can't supply a cake
And cake don't make crumbs it's true
Do da knowledge wait
I'm try to school you to some game youngin
But you nuckle head lame youngin
Swear you know the game youngin
Swear we move on the same train youngin
I'm on a different track
I'm the conductor why'all n***as rats
[Rell: Chorus Sung]
Why'all n***as don't realize [uh uh]
What it takes to make this doe
There's no mothaf**in way that I [we eatin n***a]
Can show you how we roll
Wish why'all realized [get meal, get a free lunch ticket or somethin]
What it takes to make this cream
Things I'm makin wit my team
So simple as it seems
[Verse 2: Beanie Sigel]
Y'all n***as f**in wit that bake and that come back
And always got a story like wait, I'ma come back
Sometimes you gotta go away to make a come back
And those that know when they go don't even come back
My nails dirty I ain't sit on my hands
Nails dirty from that sh** I'm preparin
Scale dirty got that sh** on my hands
Man, hustlin all inside of me
I cop a spot, pop them numbers like the lottery
Keep my luck sevens, big fours right beside of me
Not pick six keep hollows right beside of me
In case them numbers on them balls jump around
I gotta make them boys come to town and dumb around
You mufackas betta buckle down
Before I buckle down
Naw n***a we can't knuckle now
We past dat we on another level
Like blast dat, body bag, casket, nother shevel
[Rell: Chorus Sung]
[Verse 3: Beanie Sigel]
I sold it all
I even broke them n***as on the dice
Bucked them n***as who was nice
Broke em all
You used to pop willies on the block
Now you pop willies on the rocks
So we da raw
My attitude like the state of Missouri
Can I relate to you story
n***as naw
You talkin to the wrong one
n***a I'm a strong gun
Walked in this game
But I'm in it for the long run
Till the lord come
I'm a get it till it's all done
[Rell:Chorus Sung Until Instrumental and fade out]