[Jadakiss]
AH-HA. Uh. Yeah. Know who it is. (I-I-Infantry, 1st Infantry)
Kiss of d**h mother f**er. (A-A-A-A-A-Alchemist)
Definetley the strongest sh** on the shelf
Double R, D-Block (1st infantry)
Listen the thugs need it, hoes gon use it
Me im just a young n***a that make old music
Uh,sh** is real I put the inf on the 4
Keep it wit me cause possessions 9/10ths of the law
Here I am goin' all out again, doin' all that I can
Even had a daughter born outta sin
n***a I make pain cinematic
I spit dope and you been a addict
Treat beef like jail, summertime somthin' big with the scope under the
Winter jacket
I use the winter tactics and I know you tryin to play the role, but bullets
The wrong sh** to interact wit
I hurt the game, hurt ravines
Soon as you murk somthin' these n***as'll churp Janine
Yeah let 'em all co*k ride, in my mansion with a bottle
Move a novel and the wall spin counter clock wise
Might as well go on, go and see papi
Cause n***as only know three words "He shot me" (Uh)
Thats why I be eyein 'em down
No dap, no rap cause these n***as be wired for sound
But I still put a hole in a goon, Jada Montaga
Still put a hole in a spoon, pay the bond later
Plenty ones, plenty guns, plenty ammo
Remember this "Calmate", ''que te calmo'' mutha-f**as. What!
"Calamate" "que te calmo"
Know what that mean huh? Calm down...before I calm you down!
[Styles P]
I don't wanna talk much
You gettin hawked up and chopped up
Two guns up on your tour bus
Heard you got the cops wichu
Thats a goddamn shame to talk on your album, I thought you had a block wichu?
Couple n***as to pop wichu? You full of sh**!
And the only thing you got is a couple n***as to drop wichu
Waiting for a n***a... wit a mouth like you
When they said you was the hottest thing man out yo crew
I'm the hardest in New York City
Think not I got a Glock, Sheek Loch style, you walk wit me
You b**h n***as will die leery
I keep the 9 in the five series
Why don't you come work a nine to five wit me
See the bricks moved, the stick-ups pulled
I got the k**ers laying flat down in pickups too
Hop up and put a clip in your mug
Hate is different than love, it spread faster, is you gettin me cuz?
sh**, let me explain, my brain is on a different wave
Everybody get it now, f** it, its a different day
And s** my dick when I ain't got sh** to say
n***as think I'm dumb like I ain't put them bricks away
Prepared for the war, anxious to k**
Bang sh**, swing sh**, leave you shanked in the grill
I ain't give a f**
Then on now, when all how, how many n***as die? That depend on Styles
And my nephew Alchemist
[Sheek Louch]
Hey, yo I ain't seen nothing yet
n***as all threat, p**y when they sober, thugs when they wet
What up k**er? n***a please
Stop frontin' you dont need to save the whole 5 g's
My neck don't freeze and my wrist don't either
I don't need it I just copped a house on a Visa
And I ain't go platinum, my first album was a teaser
Now they on my meat like ice in the freezer
Sheek Louch, I tell you that boy he's a....problem
I take out blackheads like a tweezer
We'll discredit you homie and let the wolves eat you
We don't need to dump lead on you homie, you either in or you out of it
Cause I got a son now and you f**in up a lot of sh** I gotta get
And I hate for this to get out of hand
To have to give it to a n***a I played wit in the sand
sh** the westcoast barely know the name of our band
That's why I spit enough heat to give a n***a a tan
Aight, I kno you got mad cake okay n***a EH!
Sheek don't give a f**
I let my gut hang, you one day away from lipo and a face tuck
This that D-Block, Alchemist heat rock
Yo, I'm f**ed up man! P pa** that blunt, Yo busy where my yak at son, f**
That I'm outta here
Let's Go (Let's go, let's go)
(R-r-r-reppin' ALC, you know what I'm sayin? 1st Infantry b**h (b**h b**h))