M.o.p. - Another Time lyrics

[Pre-hook: Bernz] I don't want nothin' from none of y'all All handouts, no let ups I don't need nothin' from none of y'all Matter fact, y'all got me fed up [Hook: Bernz] See I'm from another time I'm from another time I'm from another time I'm from another time [Verse 1: Inspectah Deck] Live from Staten Island, black battin' a thousand On cash in a flash, call me Barry Allen Slick fashion is sick, you know daddy's stylin' n***as take cheap shots like it was happy hour The talkin' is dead, it's all for the bread Even if the n***a cool still it's off with the head Never back down warrior bred, rappers claimin' they hot I leave ‘em cold in the coroner's bed It's the fifth brother, sick brother, pimp spitter with the grip rubber n***as hatin' you b**h lovers INS, Your Highness, scientist mind design the fly sh** Speakin' of which, rewind this Verbal intercourse, get off, go get your boss Skywalker, how I hit ‘em with force, still k**a k**a Hill and I'll die reppin' Will Smith with the flow, I am Legend [Hook] [Verse 2: Guilty Simpson] Me and the squad used to f** up troops While you clowns played duck, duck, goose We don't shoot in the air, we sit ‘em down like musical chairs The shooters is here, fashion statement, [?] I Buddha with peers, my cla**mates let the macs quake Until you holey like a goalie hockey mask face Flame torsos, we spray four O's You rather get attacked by cane corso I never let up (never) uniformed in the same getup You fallin' for the same setup Gettin' lured into my crazy hood They say it's good and rob ya, you get your whole frame wet up For tryna cop a little smoke and get smoked No empathy for the rich folks, they pitch coke To suburbanites all about the murder life It's murder city, you heard it right, Detroit right [Hook] [Verse 3: Lil' Fame of M.O.P.] I got stripes like a Foot Locker uniform You half donkey, half bird, like a unicorn You a Pegasus, similar terms my dude That means you hella b**h – Fizzy Wo' said this All that gang sh** you poppin' is irrelevant I got some sh** that'll knock down the elephants Sole survivor of the crack house tenement Hood resident, stuck in my element [Verse 4: Billy Danze of M.O.P.] The realest chapter that was ever wrote Worldwide head nod offer pure dope Sycronized, oozin' [?] off of slick quotes They religiously follow me like the Pope So I ain't sweatin' the flossin', rap off-springs Could never be Billy Danze, do that underball sting I'm the hardest n***a to spit it, I get it how I get it And get it how I live it, it's vivid, you can't f** with it