L-Fudge - Beware lyrics

[Hook] (a sample) He'll lead you on, with his words He'll rob you of your world And he'll sweep you off your feet He'll give you character like an actor in a play And you'll never see him, huh When he makes his getaway so beware [Verse 1] Take precaution for protection When steppin' through the night Your midsection'll get stiff like erections And in peace you'll be restin' Don't waste my time on no foes Sportin' fat clothes is the code Waitin' on this new low the scheme unfolds Cream, breakin' open the seams of my Jabot jeans Dreams of my team, blowin' up the uptown scene My dome piece is intact got my mind on one issue To make dough and foes gettin' wet up like a tissue Is y'all wid us?, then let us, sit back and meditate And think of new plans to stand and watch our dough elevate We tote heat like guerillas for fellas that's jealous No need to worry for the stash pot it's in the cellar Wid the right production brain start to function I feel percussion Memory banks overload which leads to combustion My cavalry watches me constantly Therefore I have to spit sh** that's more catchin' than an allergy Follow me, I bleed to get my point across I need Gs to succeed sellin' weed And bring forth a little seed envy me Ain't no need but if you have to I'll put a slug in that a** and leave ya stiff like a statue S-A, N-T-O, D-O-M-I, N-G-O and puerto blacka on the red eye Hook [Verse 2] I'm sick and tired of not being that number one n***a in this Fightin' full scale wars to the finish But I believe in God backwards, to the dog catchers I roll playin' leap frogs and snacth ya There ain't no place for me here so I gotta split This is the last learnt lesson that I gotta get You can hate me now, yeh But ya better off dressin' in drag to take me out Go to the mil man march as Klansmen and make it out Disguised as Bushes at the White House stakin' out I laugh at those foes that claim that they can't get disposed of Like torn clothes, believe it son, yeh I got jackets that got hatchet compartments Back watched automatic for dramatic departments I'm a Prodigy who don't need Havoc to rock it My Mobb's Deep quick to plead insanity on it A pack of wild Dominicans who give they life to get the point across A bullet proof for when enterin' oblivions S-A, N-T-O, D-O-M-I, N-G-O and puerto blacka on the red eye Hook [Talking] You know how that go, say no more... You know, this is that Washington Heights theme song man This is that New York theme song Say no more....I mean you know how that go As far as growin' up in the streets Everybody done been there and back When it comes to New York knawhat I mean? Soldiers dyin'...