I used to want to move a Gs like Jigga
Cut 'em like RZA, smoke 'em like dZa hit ya f**ing strip up
Like this a f**ing stick up hands up motherf**ers hands up what up
[Verse 1]
I got a really itchy trigger finger
I gotta bunch of evil thoughts that linger
I ain't even pop but already n***as pointin' fingers
Who can I trust nobody on this third rock, sh** I'm paranoid
I think I heard cops, they musta heard I serve underground blocks
And I'm a slave to the paper homie
But not the one with the faces on it
I keep the leafs loose and bars tight
I'm the pull ya card type
Without showing my face I masquerade opponents
Business first but, dont let the suit n tie fool you guys
sh**, even Jigga had to poke a n***a it's nothing personal
Just hurts to know
I gotta wake up to commercial n***as sleeping on me
Bunch of boot licking shoe shining dish washin juke jiving
Tap dancing house n***as
I'ma only say this once: who the f** you think you two timing
I'mma dick n***a your crew hymen, p**y!
I could get you and your mans laid up
In a black tux white church 10 toes up, what up!
[Hook]
(A million)
n***as wanna see me gone
(A million)
n***as wanna do me harm
(A million)
n***as thought Kaj fell off, but I'm back muf**a, spitting crack muf**a, waddup!
[Verse 2]
You must be kidding me, thinking that you could swim with me n***a
I'm Michael Phelps in a submarine 20,000 leagues underneath
I make you pussies drop dung in your dungarees overall
All a n***a needs is a little dirt sunlight water seeds
To get by "Just to get by"..
A n***a lives between the conscious and the pompous sh**
They said I wouldn't accomplish sh** but every goal
I set out I accomplished it
Despite the heavy loads every road isn't paved
Every bullet won't send you to the grave
And every break has been laid
By my hands this is my house n***a
My land but I grew up in the field had to get my hands dirty
Kaj the crook rep the ville and the brook dirty
Looks cause my box clean
In both my cities n***as
Tend to sleep with a Glock between the mattress
And the box-spring, thats how we live lately
We feel the safest when our sh** got no safety
I can't help but sense they want to crate me
Then recreate me, and have future n***as rapping, like the late me That's how I live lately
I feel the safest when my sh** got no safety
[Hook]
(A million)
n***as wanna see me gone
(A million)
n***as wanna do me harm
(A million)
n***as thought Kaj fell off...
[Scratches]
[Bridge]
Ayo ayo ayo
Its the motherf**in takeover
Place holders 'bout to get erased
[Verse 3]
Its time to grow the f** up and start listenin'
And strike out every n***a who ain't pitchin in
Cause we equipped to win like Vista
Mista nicer than your f**in boy either miss me
With the bullsh**, or get missing
In the motherf**ing Hudson or Potimac b**h
I flow like river Nile through your ear can*l
I'll be here a while so get accustomed to my style
And how I function freakin' punctuation
It's the one and only solely held accountable for knockin
Cheese out your cannoli holy sh**
This n***a viscous vicious and his rhymin's as uncommon as unpenetrated hymens
So I don't permit none of you dicks within a hairs distance
Get too close I'll turn evil, kanevil hopping over the regal
And burn you like its legal and turn you over, devour your soul
And wash the sh** down with c**a cola
Coastin the east, I'm runnin sh** from the big apple to tobacco road and backup backup motherf**ers watch a real n***a cook this crack up