Kool G Rap - The Meeting (Problems or Peace) lyrics

[Intro: Scratches by DJ Premier] "Look young mister, what's your name" "The mastermind name is..." "38" "38" "That master that's right" "Where you from" "New York" "Don't be running 'round here bucking up like you the sh**, little n***a" "38" "38" "I thought that was special" "Man you better raise off my face whoever the f** you are n***a you 'bout to catch 'em" "38" [Hook] [?] you want to go to war, n***a we can meet Gangsters move in silence and we don't speak Certain weight that you plead when you in the streets We can make problems or we can make peace If you want to make money, homie we can meet Know it ain't a problem, I got her and it's cheap You worried about dollars, I'm worried about beef We can make problems or we can make peace [Verse 1: Kool G. Rap] On every block, I'm the gossip of Pablo product Your work dissolve in water, my sh** blow the pot up Get up, sharp as a razor blade, he out to get major paid Rocks on his chest, clock his neck like he Flava Flav But play, I make your brain hang like an Asian braid Lamping in mansions, getting laid from an Asian maid The K will leave you head smoking like you're blazing haze G be the harsh fellow, ya'll n***as is marshmallows f** around, get roast on them sticks 'til you're hard and yellow My hoes addicted to me, level belts, mark the elbows Brunettes blonds tracks on they arms I could start a railroad k**ers move in silence, so I'm moving in stealth mode To shell your whole f**ing body like a snell glove Your chain, talk n***a, get stuck like a Velcro Bullet shells in a row, where I'm from, it's a hellhole I weigh it out like the scale with the pel blow [Hook: 38 Spesh] [Verse 2: 38 Spesh] I've been a threat since Mama gave birth Days that I ain't sleep, so I've became worse I put a n***a inside the grave first His wedding and his weight was inside the same church He got married and buried by the same pastor Funeral, the cemetery the day after Since my youth, I was taught how to aim backwards Therefore, I'm not the n***a to chase after They wonder where I got the chips from I told them, I don't sleep 'til the bricks done The outcome could be 100 years and some But f** the outcome, I'm worried about the income Plenty nights I done starved to get it right It's kinda hard, you can't dodge the city life Now my ice shine hard on city lights If they pull over the car, they'll probably give me life [Hook] [Outro: Scratches by DJ Premier] "Talk slick, I'm too large to be affected"