[Prodigy]
Yeah
It go; 1, 2, 3, to the 4
That n***a P double got that sh** fo'sho
5, 6, 7, to the 8
You n***as make me laugh straight to the bank
You n***as 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 sh**, f**ing disgrace
To the whole black race, rap race
Stop wasting budgets; buy your self a place
My song will embarra** 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 sh** when I see you
Goodfella n***a 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 sh** at this party
Everybody leaving except for one body
Got his self k**ed over that Bacardi
We handle the sh** then its back to the party
[Prodigy]
Ayo, dunn take the blunt while I f** this n***a up
Keep burning our flag and he fronting like he tough
n***as comin 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'mma 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 k**, unless they trying to k** me
And then shall finger pop the Uzi
Now the b**h's all wet, b**h a** n***a, I'll make 'em fall back
When I hit 'em in his titties, catch 'em in the city
Doing real dirty cause his face real pretty
n***as bleed more when they're drunk off the Henney
You f**ed up my shirt, mad DNA
(Chorus) Prodigy