feat. H. Staxx, NYG'z

[NYG'z]

Yo, do the knowledge to the master build the blow and the spliff

The new millennium, hide them a beef

Gotta watch what I say to you niggaz so I calm my patience

'Cause the shit ain't really pass the statue of limitations

The streets still holler about how strong I am

Niggaz I hurt still holler about how wrong I am

As a little nigger broke, thinking soda and coke

Had me amazed how my steady hand kept in the flow

Let it sit, cool and heart lit, hit the set cool and heartless

In front of the store projects, as long as I made a profit

I see you eyeing me, you fire escape diary

Filled with pages of episodes and shying me

Nonbeliever I hammer for hire

Hit yo ass so hard that your coke will catch fire

Dog the stakes are dyer, I'm no liar

Hold the court and the street beef cause I got pride



[H. Staxx]

Same team no games, these chicks I blow brains

Rap-a-lot soul train the corners rocking cocaine

Got no shame

Trying to blow these figures

Headquarters gone he ain't left he still with us

Not in the physical through us he live

I can seen him with Big L, Pun, Pac and BIG

Watching over the kid like dear shed the waist over

And yelling Ether, Blowout and Takeover

I'm the truth; give you proof and your video shoot

Pull them candors on you while them cameras on you

How you love that

Don't want to blow with Staxx

So go ahead dumb up, make me car crumb up

It's the Militia

Yall niggaz don't know about I

Got me heated, frustrated about to blow my high

Me and Benz blazing, Rave got the gauge raising

Sick of talking about it, niggaz ain't on my weight lift



[NYG'z]

Whenever we stand together, down for whatever-acapo