It's the Dynasty n*****, as promised,
The world's most infamous
Roc-A-Fella Records
This is Roc La Familia,
It's Young Hova, Beanie Sigel, Memphis Bleek, Amil-lion,
It's the Dynasty n*****s, 2000 to infinity,
This is ghetto to ghetto, gutter to gutter,
Street corner to street corner, project to project,
Worldwide, walk with us n*****,
Hoffa, Dash, it's the Dynasty n*****
Check it out,
Uhh, walk with me, talk to me, yo
The theme song to The Sopranos
Plays in the key of life on my, mental piano
Got a strange way of seeing life like
I'm Stevie Wonder with, beads under the doo-rag
Intuition is there even when my vision's impaired, yeah
Knowing I can go, just switching a spare
On the highway of life, n**** it's sharp in my sight
Oh! Keen senses ever since I was a, teen on the benches
Every time somebody like Enus was mentioned
I would turn green, me, being in the trenches
Him, living adventurous not worrying about expenditures
I'm braving temperatures below zero, no hero
No father figure, you gotta pardon a n****
But I'm starving my n*****, and the weight loss in my figure
Is starting to darken my heart, bout to get to my liver
Watch it my n*****, I'm trying to be calm but I'm goin' get richer
Through any means, with that thing that Malcolm palmed in the picture
Never read the Qur'an or Islamic scriptures
Only psalms I read was on the arms of my n*****
Tattooed so I carry on like I'm non-religious
Clap whoever stand between Shawn and figures
n*****, say it's the dawn but I'm superstitious
s*** is as dark as it's been, nothing is going as you predicted
I move with biscuits, stop the harder n***** acting too suspicious
This is, food for thought, you do the dishes
The world's most infamous
Roc-A-Fella Records
This is Roc La Familia,
It's Young Hova, Beanie Sigel, Memphis Bleek, Amil-lion,
It's the Dynasty n*****s, 2000 to infinity,
This is ghetto to ghetto, gutter to gutter,
Street corner to street corner, project to project,
Worldwide, walk with us n*****,
Hoffa, Dash, it's the Dynasty n*****
Check it out,
Uhh, walk with me, talk to me, yo
The theme song to The Sopranos
Plays in the key of life on my, mental piano
Got a strange way of seeing life like
I'm Stevie Wonder with, beads under the doo-rag
Intuition is there even when my vision's impaired, yeah
Knowing I can go, just switching a spare
On the highway of life, n**** it's sharp in my sight
Oh! Keen senses ever since I was a, teen on the benches
Every time somebody like Enus was mentioned
I would turn green, me, being in the trenches
Him, living adventurous not worrying about expenditures
I'm braving temperatures below zero, no hero
No father figure, you gotta pardon a n****
But I'm starving my n*****, and the weight loss in my figure
Is starting to darken my heart, bout to get to my liver
Watch it my n*****, I'm trying to be calm but I'm goin' get richer
Through any means, with that thing that Malcolm palmed in the picture
Never read the Qur'an or Islamic scriptures
Only psalms I read was on the arms of my n*****
Tattooed so I carry on like I'm non-religious
Clap whoever stand between Shawn and figures
n*****, say it's the dawn but I'm superstitious
s*** is as dark as it's been, nothing is going as you predicted
I move with biscuits, stop the harder n***** acting too suspicious
This is, food for thought, you do the dishes