[Pusha T]
I keep that ziploc bustin at the stitches
Culinary chemist, I serve the malicious, to break the fiends fixes
One give you the sniffles, the other leave you with the itches
Transport airport with the vaseline, so I can
Fulfill my dreams of pastures that's green, more cash then ya seen
With an Aston - it's green - me driving up fast with the lean
Zonin' family, keep youngins in them rented Camrys
Door panels full of sh** and I ain't full of sh**
Reckless a**, God forbid they don't crash
From the panel to the dash, its four pounds of slab
Nah b**h we don't believe in air bags
Cars turn tricks like them Ringling Brothers skits
Whether b**h hop out, or the Glock pop out, ya know what I'm about
Blow to ya sinus til the snot drop out
[Jadakiss]
Whoever said birds fly south for the winters a damn lie
Got em right here, and if I don't like you the grams hide
Take it or leave it, soon as a fiend taste it they need it
Make 'em smoke it right in front of you to make you believe it
Prolly think I won't murder you the way I smile
But I'mma take a lot of shots, A.I. style
Jada, the name is filthy, but so what, the motherf**in game is filthy
You know what, my mom and my pops really did a good job
But it was the Montega, and the Cane that built me so I
Could never hate on another brother
God is great, the devil is a motherf**er
When you broke but they think you got money
Crackers start showin you love, ya own people act funny
I tear n***as heads off, I don't discriminate
Waves, cornrows, or dreads, I will eliminate
[Roscoe P. Coldchain]
I'm far from a noodle n***a, I stab up block reps
And turn quiet streets into hot sets
n***a that's funny you say you a k**a how?
What is it the return of the k**er clown?
You don't put no fear in my heart
I make ya people say wow that didn't look like my man
They flipped upside down, the coroner did what he can
He got hit wit ten rounds, at pointblank, and pointblank
Coldchain left that n***a stankin
Half static and face I got the wrinkling, slugs all in it
I had my eyes on his mink and, I didn't give em a chance to blink when
I jogged up on em, pressed the forty up on him shocked em
Made his head stand on end and like a baby I rocked em
The Coffin the cradle, you can't bite the hand that made you
That's the beginning of the end, and you a thug that pretends
Call Coldchain "supern***a," I got X-Ray vision I see through men
And squeeze triggers wit bullets that go through men
[Styles P]
f** wit S.P that's ya date with d**h
Got bullets that'll break ya chest, no sleep like I hate the rest
I'm in the hood like its my fate to rep
I hold it down, any place I step
And I love gettin slept on
Cause I'm rawer than dope fresh out of Africa that never been stepped on
Dog, I'mma clap at you the minute that you rep wrong
Holiday the ghost the main reason why your set gone
Why I love riffin the war you wouldn't understand
Cause my God is different than yours
If the world spin in a circle I want to learn to move backwards
k** n***as the first minute they jerk you
What you keep the toaster for, creepin through the hood and
sh** ain't really good, but I'm deeper than the ocean floor
Higher than a plane and meaner than a bull
Want ya insides out so I mean it when I pull
[Malice]
Rappers is talking to me as if (come on)
We in the same boat I tell them quick no I move Coke! (uh uhh)
And you and I don't share no common bond
So forgive me if I don't receive you with open arms (No)
It shames me to no end
To feed poison to those who could very well be my kin (uh huh)
But where there's demand, someone will supply
So I feed them their needs at the same time cry
Yes it pains me to see them need this
All of them lost souls and I'm their Jesus
Deepest regret and sympathy to the street
I see them pay for they fix when they kids couldn't eat (so sorry)
And with this in mind, I still didn't quit
And that's how I know, that I ain't sh** (I ain't sh**)
My heart bleed but that's aside from the fact
I live for my kids and theirs and them youngins after that