People always wanna live in the past,
I grew up fast and, to hold my hand, understand I'm a grown man,
watch me do it like a pro, you know
The ladies used to run from us, like
Young little hoodlums doing like we do
You all up set as shit and
And my style's like poisonous
I came through just to insult you
Homie, you're phony, your gravestone,
Regardless, tracks, let me tell you, block
I looked out for niggas, never a selfish cat
I kept it real, but them dudes
You ain't supposed to bite the
And if you thinkin' you the man,
boy, your plan is see -through
caught a dose of the lethal
To hold my hand, understand
watch me do it like a pro, you know
To hold my hand, understand
watch me do it like a pro, you know
The new mil lennium's here,
And those who can't adjust enough,
Yo, we stayin' way ahead in the race,
Shakin' up shit on these lanes,
You got me? I'm stayin' brolic and cocky
I never turn my back to the street,
Value to the game as I carry my flame
Torch rapper after rapper of various names
Ooh, stronger now than ever before
foes get pummeled when I settle the score
Jamaican, mind I'm puttin' in work
Rappers looking like jerks,
they're like hookers and skirts
They're lost and unaware,
we'll toss them to the red
Them old days are finished,
The future is now, and those days are gone
To hold my hand, understand
watch me do it like a pro, you know
To hold my hand, understand
I'm a grown man, watch me do it like a pro,
