[Verse One]
f** bringing New York back I'm elevating music
I'mma kick down these doors if they don't open up for me
I done been around the world and smashed a lot hoes
Honestly, I can say that you ain't f**in' with me
I'm a bad motherf**er, Sean Combs ain't sign me but oh well
Another missed opportunity
So I did it independent when they said I couldn't get it
Now I'm here, New York City you can walk in with me
Now let's go
[Interlude: Chaundon talking]
What, you thought it was a motherf**in' game? This n***a Chaundon is the Bronx borough president. f** bringing New York back, I'm bringing music back you stupid motherf**ers. Now the stand the f** and get ready for verse two cause I'm 'bout to shut this motherf**er down
[Verse Two]
Step your bars up
Step your bars up!
I exude power and swag, a nightmare to most
This ain't a verse, it's a victory speech, propose a toast
I'm a modern day exorcist, praised by the pope
Well known of gettin' rid of both you and your ghost
All that tough talk, put it to rest
If you don't know about me, I put careers in a box to the left
Keep spittin', never run out of breath
Realest n***a cookin' up that fly sh** since Raekwon the Chef
I'm a rapper slash hustler yes
Drop 16 and sell coffee beans to Juan Valdez
They sent you to battle me? They left you for dead
You said you was nice, you ain't got to lie Craig
We all friends here, you can keep it 100
You don't wanna front the role for me, cause you don't want it
Man I'll sink your battleship in the Atlantic, n***a let's go
Shout out to Rick ?? and Sam Presbo, go