Brovaz And everything like that? That was jealousy, man That's all that is, man (Jealousy, man) Jealousy and ignorance, man Yeah Niggaz got me stressed, man Oh, just burn a
How much of a great blessing to a rap city Where the youth is organically fed From the witty, unpredictable talent, natural game is lyrical Analyze the picture, the portrait, the visual A
fitteds Advocated by the few who do live it Blomberg, make a nigga cop the Mossberg Shorty ain't a shorty, he a Shooter like Wahlberg Old man told me
thats just you L12's get the L in they face Flaw niggas get no props they get put in they place everyday Thats just how it is thats just how it goes
they always just fuck my head up I rock a Neptunes beat like it's a leather garm Know about you, but I'm a bed crusher See I don't know about you, but
outta my face its a dirty loss for a dirty game so mother fucker its a dirty shame i saw a gangsta cry i saw a gangsta cry i saw a gangsta cry
girl (Must be a crime) Look at that girl (Oww) Yo, met this bitch by the name of Subie She was a bad bitch, she had a big ol' booty She got me setting
all doin that Joc dance dammit One day I'ma make a classic, if I haven't Hater is a hateration, the Me-ssiah won't have it Kill you, they gonna say he
re-TIRE Under the sheet, boricua heat, a street fleet, with missle seekers Cause G.I. Joe's a John Doe, ass beat with some street sweepers Hold the heaters, want a
devil draws no lines If you drag her muddy river, nameless bodies you will find Whoa the fat trees of the forest have hid a thousand crimes The calender
And keep the lighter for the hash, has it Ever been a time when you didn't have a dime And the only way to get it was to go and do a crime? Many underclothes
fuck out the ghetto, 'cause I'm tired of crime But it's a crime that I feel this fuckin' waste of time But sometimes I feel like this shit here is a
let's go! Don't panic wit our crew in your crib A slap in the face, I put a razor in your face Don't imitate our style, classic style What the fuck is
devil draws no lines, If you drag her muddy river, nameless bodies you will find. Whoa the fat trees of the forest have hid a thousand crimes, The calender
women nigga Pass the lemon Squeeze the Hennessey nigga It's all with me Let the vibe kiss me Affiliation is my job Forever I'm a paid man. A brave man
call pumpin Jay-Z Yo, it's just a summer, make me want to cop a Hummer (woo!) But yo, it's just shocks with a trailer load of lumber Got the hot tracks
play(man!) Fo a few chips, I get out n' spray(Bla-kow!) It's more then shrimps, it's whores and pimps(pimps) The difference in our crimes, yours attempts