[mr. cheeks]

Back up off of dat speed

Yo, back up off of dat speed

Queens most wanted

Yo, back the fuck up



Chorus x3: niggaz don't want it over here, niggaz gettin blunted over here



[mr. cheeks]

Spiggy nice, field jackets and i keep my jeans saggin

You use the ???, see it's ??? sense the dragon

It's lost boyz crew in 96, sometimes queen's mother fuckas

Bring the ruckus, clear the floor

I try to maintain, but niggaz they be fuckin wit my brain

Kid i've in this game ever since 13

It's your worst nightmare cause i'm far from a dream

Some niggaz wanna scream, i keep it quiet when i scheme

They called us on the humble, me and freekie tah got stuck

Now it's time for me and freekie tah to blow the fuck up

For real i'd rather puff a l in my act

Or creap thru the streets with my seats layed back

Or now i'm the versatile tile

They keep it to my now, my made style is runnin wild

I run with crews of individuals that break backs

Cause know a-days niggaz fake jacks

Fuck all your crews and your individuals

Who refuse to use mics as tools, kid ya lose that

To violate the lost boyz that's a warnin', keep it real in 96 shit is on it



Chorus x4



[freekie tah]

You done made the wrong move

That'll get in ya

Ima bust it in with this ill type of beat

Cause you know freekie tah got this ill technique

Style, i'm buckwild

I gotta flip some shit, the flip, the flip

The flippin the script

But let me bounce now, back in the game

Freekie tah leakin no shame to my name

Niggaz know my style, niggaz lookin now

Niggaz don't wanna hurt me that's word to my pow

They don't know what, what the fucks goin' on

What the fuck get outta here

Let me go and do this by myself

Got my 4-4 from my fuckin shelf

I stay with my gun, i roll with my gun

I never lose my gun, but yo i'm on the run now



Chorus x3



Interlude: [mr. cheeks]

We do this everyday, yo brin g the drama

Uknowwhatimsayin



[mr. cheeks]

The year is 84, its time for me to enter with the ill shit

Freekie tah got my back, watch him kill shit

Lost boyz representi south side, jamaica, queens one time for your mind

I wear my jeans cuse kid i got the horror, and if i die tonight bury me in

My jeans tomorrow

Nigga, you wanna battle me but first face reality

Cause when i'm done with you i'm doin' jacks fatality

On you and your bullshit crew, kid i thougt ya knew how us lb's do

We comin thru, a 1000 ghetto men

We creap, so don't sleep

I'm stayin out of sight, only at night is when i creap

I ??? to wonda put em on him, i tried to warn him in my session

I put this to his brain, i'm crazy insane at this confession

It's me the mr. cheeks i bring it to your brain-a, i'm crazy insane-a



Chorus x4



[freekie tah]

And i got warrants, i fuck all the cops

They get the middle finga

Hold on, whatcha say, hold on

Muthafuck y'all

Muthafuck y'all

Muthafuck y'all

Muthafuck y'all

Fuck y'all punanas goin after mine

Freekie leakin its a nothin on my line

To the tick tock, i'm not gonna stop

Bustin yo shot, words on the block

Niggaz iz lookin at me, knowin me

Represent the l-o-s-t-b-o-y-z

Ah, ah ah ah ah let bust a head inside my muathfuckin steel

Ima pull a head and i'm a shoot em niggaz dead

Niggaz don't know i bust up the hemp stead



Chorus x3



[mr. cheeks & freekie tah]

Eh, yo the buddah cess is in your area

Lost boy crew iz scarier

Fuck the police, they ain't area

Ya step to my crew and i jam in ya


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