Bad Seed - Intro (The Will Tell Compilation Vol. 3: Where Theirs a Will Theirs a Way) lyrics

[Intro: The Bad Seed] Yeah. 2001, huh? My n***a, William Tell. What's the deal, boy? Yo, we celebrating, we celebrating your album, n***a. Where Theirs a Will Theirs a Way. Uh. In case y'all don't know, I go by the name of The Bad Seed, aka n***alis Cage. Represent O.B.S., Brooklyn, all that good stuff. But without further ado, let go [Verse 1: The Bad Seed] Yo, picture me rolling, picture me holding A four fifth in each palm, busting off ‘til both of them swollen Got two whips, both of them stolen n***a, I'm getting high in the fire while the smoke is blowing It's like a new pope has arosen ‘Cause when I die, n***as know everything I spoke was golden I don't flinch when you move—my composure's frozen Send a missile back to you through one of your doges You could play G.I. Joe and that's cool—I'll be Cobra This ain't a cartoon—you'll get one in your shoulder I'll send you news clippings you could put in a folder You could show it to your seeds when they get much older You cold as ice? I'm much colder Like iceboxes and I sold right watches Trust me, New York. Brooklyn, I got this No man, woman, or child can stop this Look just like my moms—you can tell I ain't adopted Dumped Craig Mack. Big dropped, I copped it I spit like Johnny motherf**ing Cochran Shoot out when I'm boxed in. Put me in your top ten Who better? If it ain't Seed, it ain't have soul On your forehead, it's a hole—eww And like I told y'all before, “Wanna rock? We could roll” And you know I got it under control—for real, let's go [Outro: The Bad Seed] OK, uh. That's basically how it's going down. That's how it's going down for 2G1, for all the numbers after the 2, you heard? And that's how we gonna do it. O.B.S. Ayyo, Will Tell, let's get into this album. You know this sh** is, this sh** is ridiculous. It's, it's, it's off the chain. It's real, it's real f**ing crazy, keeping it crazy. Smacking n***as all across they lips and sh**. Let's go. Uh