Intro: "I want to know of you, I want to know of you" Xross Breeds in the house representin' Queens. I'm gonna send this out to Um, those fake so-called keepin' it real, ha ha, check it out Verse 1: I gets the urge to let loose on sh**, bringin' the vibe like Phife Dog and Q-TIp Midnight black darkness, it's the area or place thats destincive enought to Trace The ba**, my tune throughout the room, and if you want it, it's here to Consume Now let's warm things up for instance a witness, as I break it down up in This sentence He, who shall not follow the funk shall fall, on they face Not able to dip di in the place, my style is vintage, doper than any wine On the market Mics I spark it, flying tracks is my target, (def squad) I handles my Situation Without Lyrics form Jason's, I still get's ill, beeotch Even from the jealosy I recieve, you can't hold me back I won't retreat I'm determined to be the nicest creation since devices Or Italian ices, no matter what the problem is, I still, ah 1-2, in your Face like I'm Biz Hook: Boy meets world "I want to know of you, I want to know of you." I wanna know if you feel me though (X8) Verse 2: I believe in the power of the conscience mind And if you think something then it becomes something like If I had to battle a whole crew, if I couldn't beat them Then my conscience would defeat them, yeah I wouldn't put my career in jeopardy, but I will let something off if these People keep stressing me This is madness, I wish I was around when that midnight train to Georgia Picked up Gladis Listen close life is just what you make of it, if you wanna Be Happy like Mary J Then hey, then get rid of negativity in your circumference Or outside your realm in ma** abundance Knowing that the industry is fulling up with drama got some hype (fakness From people of all types) Even the so-called keepin' it real type stars are frauds, get the sword Outro: And the question is asked. Who is the fake n***a? Who is the fake brother That is always f**in' up your sh**. You wanna know how a n***as fake? Check it out. Sit back and you focus your sh** from a general perspective And if your sh** ain't lookin' tight, there's a fake n***a in your Circumference. And that's word is born. For the 9-5 area, cause Def Squad Forever, reigning much terror