[Prodigy:]
Yeah
It go; 1, 2, 3, to the 4
That n**** P double got that s*** fo'sho
5, 6, 7, to the 8
You n***** make me laugh straight to the bank
You n***** got problems with me?
Can't wait till we're in the same room in the same place
You just dropped the brick get outta my face
Your album sound like s***, f****** disgrace
To the whole black race, rap race
Stop wasting budgets; buy your self a place
My song will embarrass you, you're in the wrong game
I'll make you look stupid, sound real lame
Compare to this sixteen bars of pain
When I write I get tight, I'll be ready to bang
'Cause in real life out in the world it get worst
I'll brace car, buy guns, and bang for your shirt
[Chorus: Prodigy]
There's gon' be some s*** when I see
Goodfella n**** but I'm 'fenna get evil
Up, put 'em when his pants was down
Look, now I got 'em running on camera now
There's gon' be some s*** at this party
Everybody leaving except for one body
Got his self killed over that Bacardi
We handle the s*** then it's back to the party
[Prodigy:]
Ayo, dunn take the blunt while I f*** this n**** up
Keep burning our flag and he fronting like he tough
n***** come on home from jail like they 'sposed to have me
Under some type of pressure, go f*** your mother
You really wanna step to me?
Get online and go around the block, who next to get live?
On P-TV, better not have step
'Cause everybody watching they all gon' witness
My power and strength, they see it's not a toy
You're trying to pet a Lion, I'm a enjoy me an arm for dinner
May God forbid I, get a whole of the rest of you I'll be a sinner
And thou shall not kill, unless they trying to kill me
And then shall finger pop the Uzi
Now the b****'s all wet, b**** a** n****, I'll make 'em fall back
When I hit 'em in his t******, catch 'em in the city
Doing real dirty 'cause his face real pretty
n***** bleed more when they're drunk off the Henney
You f***** up my shirt, mad DNA
[Chorus: Prodigy]
Yeah
It go; 1, 2, 3, to the 4
That n**** P double got that s*** fo'sho
5, 6, 7, to the 8
You n***** make me laugh straight to the bank
You n***** got problems with me?
Can't wait till we're in the same room in the same place
You just dropped the brick get outta my face
Your album sound like s***, f****** disgrace
To the whole black race, rap race
Stop wasting budgets; buy your self a place
My song will embarrass you, you're in the wrong game
I'll make you look stupid, sound real lame
Compare to this sixteen bars of pain
When I write I get tight, I'll be ready to bang
'Cause in real life out in the world it get worst
I'll brace car, buy guns, and bang for your shirt
[Chorus: Prodigy]
There's gon' be some s*** when I see
Goodfella n**** but I'm 'fenna get evil
Up, put 'em when his pants was down
Look, now I got 'em running on camera now
There's gon' be some s*** at this party
Everybody leaving except for one body
Got his self killed over that Bacardi
We handle the s*** then it's back to the party
[Prodigy:]
Ayo, dunn take the blunt while I f*** this n**** up
Keep burning our flag and he fronting like he tough
n***** come on home from jail like they 'sposed to have me
Under some type of pressure, go f*** your mother
You really wanna step to me?
Get online and go around the block, who next to get live?
On P-TV, better not have step
'Cause everybody watching they all gon' witness
My power and strength, they see it's not a toy
You're trying to pet a Lion, I'm a enjoy me an arm for dinner
May God forbid I, get a whole of the rest of you I'll be a sinner
And thou shall not kill, unless they trying to kill me
And then shall finger pop the Uzi
Now the b****'s all wet, b**** a** n****, I'll make 'em fall back
When I hit 'em in his t******, catch 'em in the city
Doing real dirty 'cause his face real pretty
n***** bleed more when they're drunk off the Henney
You f***** up my shirt, mad DNA
[Chorus: Prodigy]