[Produced By DA]
[Verse 1: Nebuul¡s]
Yo
Who that youngin' that be vibin' with that old school, hawkin' Blizzards on pro tools
(A)Soul-ful cat, not social still they they say that they know you
And broadies just "No" you when you trying to mac, "You A Scrub"
Most of em end up havin' seeds if not, they caught a few bugs
All cause they wanted a thug, but now you tourin' territories
Like "Ain't you Henry From Prospect, ya stompin' ground is 2 stories
Yo, didn't you Go to Clara Barton my neezy?
I knew you seemed familiar eventhough i seen you so briefly
See i was in the back, watched you as you scribbled ya raps
Saw that you f**ed with the Bap, and i f** with that
Saan i ain't tryna sound cliche but if you just, click play
Homie on God, my tracks will make ya f**in' brain waves diffract"
Word is bond, you could follow foot steps, or create your own destiny/
Or, cremate your entity, mary could get the best of me
Nah, find ya identity show them all your serenity
n***as turn enemies, once they know you found out the recipe
(Da Reeeaal)
[Hook x2]
Check it out
All these cats is feelin' tha bounce
Im that flame-right type, n***a that your camp heard about
And that's word of mouth, my ZODEs eatin' and shhmokinn' an ounce
If you vibe with the EAST COAST, homie we vibe with ya style
[Verse 2: Nebuul¡s]
Used to stroll to the park, with Nasty inside my headphones
Unless you keep to yourself in the Stuy you end up on headstones/-
I never held barretas or nines in my sweater
That Don't necessarily mean that i won't tote if im pressured
Aggressor when im on stage, uncaged i get enraged
No age cross me once, on everything you'll be engaged
Word up who else you know rockin' that blowout Fade
Hungry for tha money, saan lets make that ipod trade
No lie BIG was a father, Nas & Big L were brothers
Raised in the 90s, was a era i can't trade with no other
Bless up my mother, although my life was bad hers was rougher
This life ain't friendly to no n***a, in these streets you lose lovers
No chill less you outchea bumpin' tribe called quest
Don't let em catch you with The Boys In Blue, they bribe all 'spects
Yo im 20, im known to spit aspects to get her a** wet
Once my tracks set, thats when my loved ones knew i was adept
I'd never get left fam i stay ahead of my peers
It may appear like i've submerged, im still at rest on the pier
Bestin' my fears, murders be on the regular basis
And you could tell a n***a's food, once you spot homeostasis
So smooth, i make hunnies wetter than Romeo's Playlist
No one's safest from me n***a, not even the A list
Ha Murder he wrote, murder he spit im Thanatos
Call up my n***a santos, and tell him to bring that hydro
[Outro x2]
Murder he wrote, murder he spit im Thanatos
Call up my n***a Santos, and tell him to bring that hydro
Its the muthaf**in' EAST COAST
We spittin' heat that's dope
It be that kid from the Heights my G
Da Grandmastah SwayZe