be Eminem But the closet thing to him, was a pack of M&M's? You can be Eminem, and I got proof Or you could be Obama, and bring back troops Or you could
ahead and talk, that's what i thought, homeboy i'm on it. Bartender can you bring another round, whats up I want it. Upside down yup i'm on it. On it
bring the beat back All that whack garbage, we don't need that Bring the beat back All that weakness we don't need that Selector, bring the beat back Bring
im talkin to self. i know yall tired of showin love but never gettin it shown back to ya when all u need it a hug your people show their back to ya believe
goo so I can puff and blow smoke on a hater like you [Hook] [Mike Jones] Makin money is all I know 24's is all I roll killa dro that's all I blow in
and racket hear it, rap niggas fear it Fuck what you heard it's what you hearing How much darker must it get? How must harder must it hit? See if ya hardest
but I back it up though see it's a difference a lot of niggaz pop shit But a lot of niggaz don't make hits But it's like this whole Bad Boy shit
me when I walk in, ain't nothin' to it Brought ten stacks to the back, then threw it Make it rain, ain't a thang When it come to money I got it, man
tryin to hide Sittin in the back of a resteraunt, with a 99 year-old man I'm startin to see that a lot Hey fellas She's feisty feisty, just lettin it all
New York City, welcome to New York City Y'all fuckin' with BK's banger an' Harlem's own gangster Now that's danger, there's nothin' left to say but Welcome
on my back Psychos all on milk, won't let me go Down my throat, yes, 'cuz, buzz What, I, go, numb Slack hoes like Droop-E's Put in thumb, run it back
the drive by) It's Killa Kali, it's Killa Kali Buddahba It's Killa Kali, it's Killa Kali Buck, buck It's Killa Kali, it's Killa Kali Budduhba It's
album about to drop in 7 days But I still poke a rapper at the VMA's Kilo's in a gram, PO's be my fans That's why I'm overseas doin shows in Japan
Kid Slangin everything the airport bring in Cook crack sip yak stack cheese Walk around sell my own cd's. (Chorus) I've been hustlin (24-7, 365) From dusk till dawn (all
next time it's at the Wu store If you sleep late, next date is at the cest gate All you sober MC's, I leave y'all niggas half-baked Microphone is in
, don't let nothin' break Yo, watch 'cause we don't care how much time it's gonna take Dance floor packed an' it's lookin' like a lake It's obduction, here's
Hello!) Timbaland's be fitted, Jeeps that tinted On some 20's, like whoa, with the gleam all in it A nigga take it how they want it, son we in it to
stoppin' me It's syrup not hennessy, blowin' up independently I done screwed up the industry, got them all wan' be pagin' me Niggas be hatin' me, because I make paper, g It's all