Yeah,
Dipset,
Luka,
Da
Boy, one more time, oh, yeah,
oh, yeah, uh -huh,
Santana, with your boy,
you know, yeah
I'm feelin' like
Rocky again, man, it's a new fight
Oh, people say my theories is backwards
I tell them sincerely,
it's clearly you hearing me backwards
Ayy, I tell them I'm great,
but still I need practice
I tell them to wait,
go and come back quick
They don't understand me,
it's not logic
I'm not logic, got problems
I worship the late prophet,
the great
Muhammad
I leave for the words he spoke
That stung like a bee, sunk into me
you to see but still i'm insane i'm rhyming deal
ing my brain i'm grinding sharing my pain
where is the fame they still rhyming still in
the game still grinding dealing and still popping
i still smell the rotten people that lay down
in ground zero forgotten left there for days
probably left there to stay left to decay broken
pieces of towers left as they graze hey
I pray let them be saved, till then that's just a suggestion I made,
you follow me homie?
Listen, I subjected my ways to
weapons that spray at your face
It's
Santa the
Great, in the place, stay awake
Cause I'm headed straight to the top,
diplomatic and slash right
And yeah, I do this for my block
D -Train,
Al
Gator,
Pac
Young
Drugs,
Young
Twin,
Shite
Bob I love my thugz, woah
Now come with your boy,
Jones
Killer
Freaky, come with your boy, woah
It's
Santana again, no bandana, just him
In the flesh, like, yeah
I just gotta get past this, you know what mean,
I gotta get this out, let's do it,
so touch my heart right here, let's go, yo,
I seen the time, business and friendship,
f**k it, friendship get ended, business attended,
clips get extended, lawyers get
called, accountants get faxed,
that was my man while I wished that he meant it, it been
a long time hearing the mobsters
This ain't overnight,
it's years in the process
Shed a tear in the pro cess,
now process is over
Oh my, get prepared for the
Oscars
Back to the block, sharing a lobster
Maurice
Malone,
Sam
Malone, preparing a vodka
Holla, hallelujah,
not hung through a law
But respect to my
Aki, held me down when it
got real rocky
Hustling isn't a hobby, I sit in the lobby
Look at my ivy, have visions of
Gotti, visions of
Lottie, pictures of blood, scenes of
L
I wanna see my son
piss in that potty,
Jimmy I'm gon' make sure
your wrist is real rocky
See my plans were long term like
Mr.
Miyagi
Wax on, wax off,
put our wax on, take that wack off
Over some nights I had
fights over the white
The road to the lows I know
what it's like now
Career over like
Mike, anyone
Tyson,
Jordan,
Jackson, it's over
Huh, right here touchin' my soul,
man
My grandmother's son
56, bless her soul
Partner 56, that is 101,
what's on 40th
Street?
Rest in peace,
Lydia
Jowson
Bloodshed
Let's get now
I'm coming just cause you there.
So watch your back if somebody
stops you in the back of your head.
Cam'ron
