Lloyd Banks - The Remainder lyrics

[Intro] WARNING. WARNING. WARNING The drama king is the building! [Verse 1: Lloyd Banks] Bullsh** got his target on you, never misses You skip the wishlist, what kind of gift is that for Christmas All hecklers witness, VVS's [?] them b**hes Real n***a's watchin' over homies no weapon shall clip us I'm never in a tough position turned deluxe edition Can't have my mind girl, saved it all for the mission Everybody sound the same now, safe to call me the difference Paper for all the whispers, change the game look where they list us You'd rather see me hit the curb, destiny disturbed Company that misery preferred, wizardry with words Clear to hear the flow to take us heard, mysteries absurd You don't' act the same now, this, that and the third Smoked a million rappers, models gift wrappin' in the urn Smellin' like success, on my trip back to Cologne I position left, out here zig zaggin' along Bad one on my side, big bag of the strong [Chorus: Lloyd Banks] Makin' it will bring amnesia, that's how it happens These n***a's fakin', my b**h was actin', I'm lookin' past 'em I hear your anger, bullet for me in your chamber Been a long line for that sh**, ain't nothing major I'm the remainder, mediocre names brought do me no favour I promised I'd be greater I don't go the time for your mind, I'm in the paper [Verse 2: Lloyd Banks] Uh! Found perfection that's my prized possession Gold diggers starin', duckin' eye connection I'm out the question, no delivery can go for three Two [?] for flexin, your style shaky and terrible [?] the closest you've ever been to fire Luke warm and desperate hella [?] you ain't get the wire You [?] this sh**, fate gave me a superpower [?] accept it I stood, worked on these moves for hours, now I'm electric Hard to act like you can't see me Hand out the [?] six cakes money is easy Big face dummies complete me Draggin' my new crown anywhere I should lay my boot down I've been the illest out of Queens, sh** Long Island too now Holdin' my power back, I stretch in here I knock the roof down Sound of my haters droppin', beautiful ground Burners for what these sixteen's do to the town Lit beam you in the pound machines that go around [Chorus: Lloyd Banks] Makin' it will bring amnesia, that's how it happens These n***a's fakin', my b**h was actin', I'm lookin' past 'em I hear your anger, bullet for me in your chamber Been a long line for that sh**, ain't nothing major I'm the remainder, mediocre names brought do me no favour I promised I'd be greater I don't go the time for your mind, I'm in the paper