"...I'm lookin' for the next sensation. An unsigned artist, that's the one I'm lookin' for." Yeah, it's New York right here. Shout out my n***a Mike Raw. Yo, Do you want it... Yeah Who the big boys that play with big toys like they don't care... Yeah About to fly around the world, y'all n***as can ask for next year. You want it... Yeah Who the big boys that play with big toys like they don't care... Yeah About to fly around the world, yo people ask for next year. You want it... Yeah Who the big boys that play with big toys like they don't care... Yeah About to fly around the world, y'all n***as can ask for next year. Can't nobody f** with you I'm an animal, I should be kept inside a f**in' zoo You a b**h, your b**h told me she was stuck with you f** around with me will get you beat like a production crew I'm Vinnie Paz cousin, who the f** is you Gun brawl, hand to hand, cousin I will muscle you I used to ride p**y boi for a buck or two Now I hit you with the lama, bodybag duffle you Yeah, I do the type of sh** that a thug would do You the type to be in magazines with men huggin' you That's the type of sh** that have me snuffin' you Pull the ratchet out and put a slug inside your bubble goose I find your kind of rhyme to be insufferible Put your body in a place where nobody discover you Bring your whole team, all them f*ggots s**a too Peace to Afu, brotha I'd spill they blood for you