[Prodigy] Yeah It go; 1, 2, 3, to the 4 That n***a P double got that sh** fo'sho 5, 6, 7, to the 8 You n***as make me laugh straight to the bank You n***as got problems with me? Can't wait till we're in the same room in the same place You just dropped the brick get outta my face Your album sound like sh**, f**ing disgrace To the whole black race, rap race Stop wasting budgets; buy your self a place My song will embarra** you, you're in the wrong game I'll make you look stupid, sound real lame Compare to this sixteen bars of pain When I write I get tight, I'll be ready to bang Cause in real life out in the world it get worst I'll brace car, buy guns, and bang for your shirt (Chorus) Prodigy There's gon' be some sh** when I see you Goodfella n***a but I'm 'fenna get evil Up, put 'em when his pants was down Look, now I got 'em running on camera now There's gon' be some sh** at this party Everybody leaving except for one body Got his self k**ed over that Bacardi We handle the sh** then its back to the party [Prodigy] Ayo, dunn take the blunt while I f** this n***a up Keep burning our flag and he fronting like he tough n***as comin home from jail like they 'sposed to have me Under some type of pressure, go f** your mother You really wanna step to me? Get online and go around the block, who next to get live? On P-TV, better not have step Cause everybody watching they all gon' witness My power and strength, they see it's not a toy You're trying to pet a Lion, I'mma enjoy me an arm for dinner May God forbid I, get a whole of the rest of you I'll be a sinner And thou shall not k**, unless they trying to k** me And then shall finger pop the Uzi Now the b**h's all wet, b**h a** n***a, I'll make 'em fall back When I hit 'em in his titties, catch 'em in the city Doing real dirty cause his face real pretty n***as bleed more when they're drunk off the Henney You f**ed up my shirt, mad DNA (Chorus) Prodigy