[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