SHIT nigga [Will] Get the fuck outta here! [Fame] Where the fuck are your morals homey? [Will] Get the fuck outta here! [Fame] Where the fuck is your
Get the fuck outta here! [Fame] Where the fuck are your morals homey? [Will] Get the fuck outta here! [Fame] Where the fuck is your balls at? [Fame] We
m gettin' closer and closer to the T-O-P I'm H-O-T, bitches say I'm a D-O-G I'm on surveilance all day be the S-P-D's In my heart I feel, fuck the police
smoke 'em, open 'em up And your luck get fucked-up, ready me buck buck buck I'm still runnin' from feds, ? all the disrespect But I won't get cut and
favor trigger you fall, It's Wish Bone, no shorts gotta get mine, Yeah it's my time, Me and my thugs smokin' chokin' Let a nigga P.O.D, off that wine [
the students (students) rolled dice in the halls They said dude take a T-O (why) almost caught with a kilo (kilo) Principal threatened me (uhh huh) hey I'm callin ya P.O. (fuck outta here
is poured and most of the real pretty girls are whores now I gotta say get the fuck outta here I don't know you No, you can't chill in here na na na
band nigga You tough guys'll get smacked in the club COme with the gun I bought from Mack in the club Its P-P-P from Bricks to Brook-nam (C'mon) (C'mon
will not stop and still Flizy will get his props Even though, you were speakin' so many words doggin' me O-U-Tin' so quicka-ly I keep bustas far from the P
the South Listen close cause here's a dose of P, from this playas mouth I'm nationwide, bonafied, ninety-five Pal, is my ride Why you talkin' about the Mack I'm
year Be like this here, Cartier frames and Pierre Jouet wristwear T.I.P. your majesty's right c'here Notice when I came the dames disappeared, ya lames listen here
lose it, the truth is (come on), homie is [Chorus] [Outro: scratches] "Statik Selektah" "M-M-M-M-M-M-M-M-M.O.P." "J-A-D-A, 'Kiss" "For the-the-the-
m gonna, murder them, murder them Any competition I'm gon' murder them I'm gonna, blow off they whip blow off they whip All you frontin' emcees, I'm gonna
get the fuck up outta here, ugly ass bitches I dont understand how these bitches always get in my dressin' room You know what I'm sayin'? Soon as I get
up and coming Get all you can while you can and result to something You be surprised with this talent that we hold But we forget and go sick outta control
na, na, na, na, na) Cause I'ma fuckin' fool, I can get silly But I'd rather sit back, relax, new jacks, get smacked, cause I'm tryin' to blaze up a sack
cocked Y'all picked the wrong time to fuck with P dot C period Just when you thought I was playin', I'm anout to get serious Plus I'm furious and heated
now Aiyyo, I'm fresh off the plane Tryin' to get a little bit of stress off my brain M I A, Dom P, palm trees, 9O degrees Arm freeze, ma please, ain'
