Give me a hug Closer, closer Closer, closer Love you more Love you more Love you here Love you here Know love Know love It's you God, can you please
tryin' to find me a therapist Rapid fire I clap and hire till you die a liar Strap in back to the corners droppin' on to spin the tires My man define
try to represent New York fuckin' city? I been down since B V D's and Dew Rags, shell tops and shags I'm the little bad ass with regular and tre bags
lives are defined By what we steal By what we steal By what we steal By what we steal Trying to reach for you Is such a breach of me and my shell Oh
tired of tellin' ya Back on my bullshit, fuckin' put a shell in ya Gangster niggaz respect it, salute me on the regular When it comes to the street shit, define
[Joell Ortiz:] I define gutter, everytime I rhyme I climb up another notch Hip hop got my spine smothered But I'll be fine brother My mind hovers above
niggarettes Let's do it like this Imma rub your ass in the moonshine Let's take it back to seventy-nine I bomb atomically, Socrates' philosophies an' hypothesis Can't define
[Joell Ortiz] Aiyyo Joey what you said, 24 right? Aight cool, I got you Uhh, I define gutter - every time I rhyme I climb up another notch, hip-hop got
tryin to find me a therapist Rapid fire I clap and hire till you die a liar Strap in back to the corners droppin on to spin the tires My man define
speak they tryin to find me a therapist Rapid fire I clap and hire till you die a liar Strap in back to the corners droppin on to spin the tires My man define
and ask 'why if every light is dark do I continue dancing?' why if every light is dark do I continue dancing? why if every light is dark do I continue
do it like this I'ma rub your ass in moonshine Let's take it back to seventy-nine [Inspectah Deck] I bomb atomically, Socrates' philosophies and high prophecies can't define
Give me a hug Closer, closer Closer, closer... Love you more Love you more... Love you here Love you here Know love Know love It's you God, can you
(feat. Joell Ortiz, Nino Bless, Crooked I, Royce Da 5'9") [Joell Ortiz:] I define gutter, everytime I rhyme I climb up another notch Hip hop got my spine
tired of tellin ya Back on my bullshit, fuckin put a shell in ya Gangster niggaz respect it, salute me on the regular When it comes to the street shit, define
down your flags jagged grab niggas with bloody rags holdin fat bags takin heavy drags then I add more shells to the mags Shots goin off you getin caught
tryin to find me a therapist Rapid fire I clap and hire till you die a liar Strap in back to the corners droppin on to spin the tires My man define ya