[Verse One] [Shabaam Sahdeeq]:
It's our time
Chalk it up to experience
I'll rope you up
After the track dope you up
Have you fiendin' like a methadone clinic until I finish
Tracks I gracefully spit on, MC's I sh** on
Your name will mean nothin' after I start crushin' over percussion
Drinkin' vodka like a wild Russian
My name holds weight like a freight train
But I'm slept on like a bum in the last car, awake y'all
Where the screetches stop, the speakers stop cause y'all
The enemy on the low, but I just ain't know
But right here we got the got the best spitters
Voice paint pictures like Michelangelo
On the ceiling of a cathedral
I'll feed you with nothing but intelligent thug ism
Knowledge and wisdom, my words shine colors in the prism
I'm livin' spendin' they buckets, started f**in' I'm gone
Knockin' my own songs, fondling on some thongs
Of a long legged Amazon
Shotgun with her skirt on
s**in' an Icee
Thinkin' she gon' be wifey
I'm nice see
Oh you only see MTV?
Lot of empty MC's, none of them see me
[Verse Two] [UG]:
Yo Barry Bonds rap, you know how I do with mines
The game tried to ban me, say I'm juicing my lines
And usin' nine
Make n***as lose they mind with it
As soon as I click it and co*k it I send a rocket
I lift it, I pop it, I'm sick with the topic, this kid a prophet
I spit it the hardest, my b**h is a goddess
My sh** is the hardest
I'm a problem
Who want it in here?
I flip like David Banner changin' a spare
I aim it right there
And blow your face into space for real
Undertaker, the space in the ground to fill
I pound your grill
Into mince meat I'm simply
The best mahf**a, hear the tec mahf**a
Blaaaaa
[Verse Three] [Casual]:
Let's bet royalty checks, I'm comin' to collect mahf**a
Right in front of Jacobs to fit it, if it's a skank I'mma get it
They hatin'
I said, "Baby wait for a minute."
I stay fly
Your boy aviation lieutenant
And they be patient
Knowin' that it's hard to shook me
Silence struck, when they seen Sarge salute me
Beats will ? , bacon soda rhymer
When I tell them that I'm takin' over, they thank a soldier
Ankle holster, Velcro strap where my Achilles is
We're willy's but really it's who spit the silliest
I'm in my poetical prime, puffin' plenty purple
k** half ya cypher
Leave you with a semi-circle
You rap war, but can you shoot?
You get starved out, I carved out of bamboo shoot
And spit a flow blow dark at your so so art
Your boy coco, you n***as never show no hearts
Steppin' to Jojo
I rap with the rap mortician is awful
One rap blew out his latissimus dorsi
So keep it poppin' while y'all n***as big gun coppin'
But n***as run like they brought stockings
I Bernard Hopkins
The jaw droppin' with no options
[Verse Four] [Sean Price]:
Ayo 'Pac got shot (damn)
Biggie got shot (pssst)
Gravy got shot (who?)
Nobody cares
Sean Price, duke I'm takin' it there
Matter fact, tie one hand around my back, b**h I'm makin' it fair
Brownsvillein'
Run up on a clown, the pound k** him
Antibiotic rap, the track is penicillin
Party people
P is a poet, the poem please you
Power to the people, the pistol pop paralegals
Listen
My aim's the truth, I aim and shoot
You found dumped in the trunk b**h, Rae Carruth
Sean Price I don't play in the booth, I go in so
Never bet again me my n***a, there's no wins
Yes yes y'all and ya don't stop
S Double, Sean P will get ya shot
Yes yes y'all and ya don't quit
U.G./Casual is the ultimate b**h