J57 - Big Poppa Swank lyrics

[Produced by J57] [Verse 1] Rock swa*k swa*k rock Big Poppa $wa*k Fill up banks, 'til it pops Used to collect box tops thinking I was the fresh prince of welfare Never knew fear well, so please beware Cause it's hard to say good-bye, ooh I wish a n***a would reply, fool Thinking I could chat, I lied Catch you on a map, hope you got all eyes Open, if not, I'm red eye scoping Rasta, rise; pothead with the dreadlocks spoken Jah know, hold up man change the channel Frequency switch, drop Babylon dome My cover blown, so you feely him alone Diamonds in my blood from Sierra Leone How you mean, that's your queen, but she down My whole tiara her crown Flying over heads with pterodactyl sounds Saber-toothed hound, the most prehistoric cats, ask around Survival tactics is finally active Snap a lying n***a neck, food chain reaction [Bridge] And that's what happens when you f** with the craftsman And that's what happens when you f** with the craftsman And that's what happens when you f** with the craftsman On my 47 sh** to the casket [Hook x4] Rock swa*k swa*k rock Rock swa*k let it rock