Lloyd Banks - Major League lyrics

[Hook] There ain't no way out it, baby, the streets been calling me lately Infatuated with payment, the feeling made me go crazy Avoid the frauding and phony You meet your maker mistake me Reflection of the bros that came before me, f** you, pay me Uh, chronic by the cases, out here counting faces Ducking, dodging cases, large amounts to fazers Handing out the vapers, with the cars they gave us Bottom to the majors, made a job for haters [Verse] Uh! They don't want no smoke with 'em, been a problem already And you don't want the underdog to get light, gotta go heavy I'm fresh up outta a [?], their bottom losing on entry Lyrical bomb essentially, cookie smooth, blood out the Benzie Uh, I lose my mind, too much resting, time's out went empty I done bully these n***as flows to protection, high-powered MC Woke up in all competition, it compliments me With practice, shout out to Century, starting my rhyming frenzy