[Verse 1: Wiki]
These herbs take my verses for granted
Every verse deserves a purse with a grand and
A hearse with a handsome
I purchased a bandage for those that
Ain't heard of the damage I bring
I sing verses that merk off your manner
Think you polite
Picked up by the police, to-night
In booking, Shooken so tight
Tingling mingling with the coked type that's so white
Or the wild on can*l, soul closed tight
Old-type
Uncle Stu, told me bout his whole life
How he used to hold knifes
Now I hold mics
[Hook: Hak]
Hard pill to swallow
Heard there's light at the end of the tunnel
Wasteman found it
Left it rot
He was chasing his troubles
[Bridge: Wiki]
Tim hit the puddle
Splash raps up in the huddle
And these f**ers wonder how we keep it one-double? (x3)
[Verse 2: Hak]
Gold-fingered Sport
Tossed me the beat, told me to keep it a hundred
Risen the ranks
Tend to spit, speak, say what i want to
Go to my gun or
Cool hands of thunder succumb
Pulling me under
Into the jungle
Like it or lump it
Eat, it's one or the other
[Wiki]
Cute kid, tooth-ed
Lose it now I'm putrid
Truth is, toothless
Zooted
Care, who could give two sh**s
Usually used with
Used to be muted
Eh eh, it made me tight, gave me a mic
Now I'm hype to use it
Music's just two cents
This flu i grew has left me too sick
Gonna take you through some of what we doing
Truth is you can't deduce it
Hustlers that do it
Never left if they know they need it
If you get it tell me what percentage do you keep it?
We keep it!
[Hook]
[Bridge]
[Outro: Wiki][x4]
Don't forget it
Bullsh**
Of course, sweat it
Cause we was force-fed it
Since we was all born in it