Lloyd Banks - It's Simple lyrics

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Lloyd Banks - It's Simple lyrics

[Intro: Lloyd Banks] Now this rap sh** has been good to me It pays my bills keeps me in j**elry Sometimes its conflicts cause theres usually A n***a tryin to get back where he used to be [Verse 1: Lloyd Banks] Now I got to go and get disrespectful All cause n***as ain't recognizing that I'm the one Knowin' if I see 'em and hop out they gon' run visualizing the outcome Multiple lead showers Dozens of pretty flowers Memories, tears, screams and hollas for hours f**in' cowards ya bird brain should've stayed in college Now ya in a war zone where n***as die over dollars Now what you get? nothing but a moment of silence And old ladies screaming stop the violence Here we go another typical video n***as screaming out a city that knows he's a ho really though take a look at you then look at me I'm a G and you a Y-S-S-U-P or P-U-S-S-Y it don't matter How ya flip it reaarange or move it n***as die over music [Chorus: 50 Cent] It's simple ain't it? The D's tryin to find out if its gang related I'm ridin' in my old school candy painted The Unit on top and they mad we made it We can't be faded It's simple ain't it? The D's tryin to find out if its gang related I'm ridin' in my old school candy painted The Unit on top and they mad we made it We can't be faded It's simple ain't it? [Verse 2: Lloyd Banks] Here's a little story I would like to tell About a certain individual perpetrating like hell Well you seen him 'round imitating legends Tough as hell on his records But terrified of my presence Its tickin cuz his career only last a couple seconds Beggin' for attention droppin a name in every sentence A little slim punk from the other side of the water Is the target intended for the slaughter So call ya lawyer I get up on ya Ya enemies are rich Man think about it, you can't even control ya b**h These industry f**s don't want no drama n***a respect me like a old timer Like Osama I'm a Keep my composure before I burn that n***a Radio rapper Howard Stern a** n***a And I'm a be on top with or with no hit Cuz I'm so slick Ask them n***as ya roll wit yeah! [Chorus: 50 Cent] It's simple ain't it? The D's tryin to find out if its gang related I'm ridin' in my old school candy painted The Unit on top and they mad we made it We can't be faded It's simple ain't it? The D's tryin to find out if its gang related I'm ridin' in my old school candy painted The Unit on top and they mad we made it We can't be faded It's simple ain't it?