Lloyd Banks - Compensate lyrics

[Intro] Uh, yeah [Verse 1] I bet your write up your list Break off the motherf**ers proper Groupies siphoned from cliques n***a you always been a hopper What you hope to turn into then turned on me with a shocker Boy you've been growing your own bud, you took a swim in vodka If I come back to this planet, I'll be fresher Strong as Brock Lesnar With an army of faithful followers, the shorty mind wrecker f** 'em all and charge the corny con extra And now you tight but let the .45 stretch us Spending my mornings tribeca I got the street sh** down with the lock (?) You're the receiver of 16 slip, crown me the opposite Sway wait for a minute, finally I commit He's somebody to cosign my records, gotta leave hostages Mouth full of (?), flap of bodily consequence Certain danger to be the remainder, probably hot defense Bury the field up on rappers, follow me out the stench Shame when you The uncontainable product be (?) [Hook] That f**ing round'll finish you Trouble will come at you directly, out here ain't nothing subliminal The aftermath is criminal Just get your money, mind your business, you're talking more than the women do Compensate for tough beginnings I'm thinking S-Cla**, neck flash, best gra**, and all year winning Break the door and let my n***as get in Something gotta give quick, living like it's no limits in him [Verse 2] Marijuana scholar, relax, can't take my love from 'em Barbaric activity, we can bang over one color Shorty spot the kid and went stiff, you think I stun gunned 'em Pocket knife and load in my fist, take out the club rumbler Marble ganja dressed past, perfect to split your brain over Only right I test your gla**, Rollie rocket flamethrower Police out the plane close ya, throw me out the Range Rover Lowkey I remain Cobra, won't leave out the game sober Gotta be hands on with the paper, money counter pet peeve Been everywhere at least twice, still landing back to Benz breeze Rapping and quibbling to (?) 10 keys My horror aura scares mic stylers and the MCs I'm feasting lovely every night, you on a fast food budget Body a rook and change your life, then you get tattoos of it Finesse my album on the crack stoop blunted And (?) my last few summers (?) [Hook] That f**ing round'll finish you Trouble will come at you directly, out here ain't nothing subliminal The aftermath is criminal Just get your money, mind your business, you're talking more than the women do Compensate for tough beginnings I'm thinking S-Cla**, neck flash, best gra**, and all year winning Break the door and let my n***as get in Something gotta give quick, living like it's no limits in him