This what y'all been waiting for?
Look, aye
[Verse 1: Prince Eazy]
I use to pray for times like that
And not like this, cause these n***as rhyme like that
And I rhyme like this
I f** with Meek, for these beats and it's not no diss
Just when he starts rapping like this
ni**a THATS MY sh*t, LOOK
30 up in my dezzy
I'm a Savage like Webbie
sh** about to get scary
I'm a Dream k**er like Freddie!
Took my style, he petty
??? loud, he reggie
These hollow tips they deadly
??? 55 like Eddie
(BOSS)
I'm riding around in your city
Cobra on like Mickey
With the longstock like Pipi
Tryna make you ? 360
Meek Ja Rule, I'm 50
If you 2Pac then I'm Biggie
I'm a rock boy like Diddy
Cause I ain't brown like Drizzy
Yo b**h want dick, she hit me
I'm J.Cole he Diddy
I bust a nut in her titties
She gave my dick hickeys
She bone thugs like Bizzy
Her p**y fat like Missy
She love da jimmy like chrissy
I'ma shotgun and he RICKY!!!!!!!!!
(MICKY)
Remember me!?
When you was on Youtube watching that n***a Keef ( bang bang )
Heard me and Sosa song and started mimic me
So when he High-Pitched fast flow and he doing me
That n***a doing me!
f** you gonna say you ain't know
That sh**'ll be a joke
Meek spitting Chicago Quotes
Like "Don't f** around and get smoked" ( get smoke! )
He gonn' f** around, gon f** Around, Gon f** Around, and get smoked!
Cause these scud n***as I brought wit me, don't f** around
NO JOKE! NO!
All they know is Murda
And when they come to me I got n***as up in other Cities throwing up the 3s
They don't even know what that mean, but they throwin' up BD! ( BD )
Cause my Young n***as they drillin'!
And they charged up like krillin!
f** yo feelings, f** yo feelings Meek
And f** whoever came with you
Expose a fake a** rapper, that's what I came to do
I don't care if yo b**h pregnant, I'll let da banger shoot
And have da baby hangin' out her stomach, like a Kangaroo!
Lemme hit my joint
Aye, look
If he chained up like Mr. T
I'll run up on him while he wit his peeps
Put the mask on like Trick or Treat
2 arms out, like I'm stickin D
You rap n***as ain't doing sh**
My Scud n***as they doin' hits
My flow, clothes, they True as sh**
If yo b**h with us, she doing dicks
Look, f** a drive-by, I'ma start walking up
Catch Robert Williams in traffic & I'ma spark him up
Hollow tips will go thru his whip, & it'll toss his trunk
I'll leave his car spinning like sonic when he ballin up
f** that I'mma let the market up
Or I can hit him with the 8 Like the Halsted bus
You feelin' my sh** and Robert Williams from Philly stop stealing my sh**, b**h!