bitches The middle finger's up to all my critics Flow so vicious, hate taking pictures I ain't feelin' niggas who fuckin' with the snitches Hit you out the park
, to go Im outta patience (Theres something that I wanna give you) [Verse 2:] Listen to me you took me back, forth, south, and north And I put up with
and snow aint but 2 things can touch us Penitentiary and bein dead a mothafucka [Petey Pablo] Carolina ??? I straddle the border I look hard up at my son and the south
go Daydreams, about bein' great It all started back when I was sellin' tapes in eighty-two, eighty-three eighty-fo' on up Waitin' still waitin' just to blow on up
acres to my name son we ain't been there Meanwhile up in the D where they holla it up though Thugs blow weed in the park where the club close In Milwaukee
car" Opened up her door "What a gentleman" I'm from the South baby "Of course" closed the door "put your address in the navigation" Somewhere in College park
(Shut up) Sing along children Drugs are just bad, drugs are just bad (South Park is gonna sue me) So don't do drugs children So there'll be more for
mouth again When you ain't seen a fuckin' mile road, South of 10 And I don't need help, from D-12, to beat up two females In make-up, who may try to
, nickels, dimes, pennies up at skinnies Man, I do this for them bunnies up at Denny's From the north, east and west but when It comes to them trailers in them South Parks
mouth again When you ain't seen a fuckin' Mile Road, South of 10 And I don't need help from D-12 to beat up two females In make-up, who may try to scratch
and mighty to be number one The park was his stage, cost didn't exist And everybody was invited to be a witness Running things on the South Bronx streets
bout Fighting over parking spots, bustin in the parking lot (Next two lines in Spanish) Now put your blocks up, Now put your sets up Fuck that nigga over there
be crazy nigga You know we come down, this Texas nigga That's off the top ho Hold up, that some shit that'll shake the sidewalk right there Dang, you
the people up 68th Ave And across Broad Street Or Silk Lane in South Philly And on, at cetera Check it out, check it out Here on this agenda, there
Comin' to Shady park is like a peep show It's some respectable ladies and there some freak hoes I know killers that go to church up in they street clothes
leave it up to me Lay her on back ever so gently She like the way the dough fold up, rolls roll up Cristal just throw up, bitch grow up Hold up, there
but J-Live was sparked Making pause mix demos with my main man mark Playing ball in the park, there was other heads too I was the herb of the crew, then
What's up, what's up It's time to get motherfuckin' buck wild in this biiiitch Now this what I want y'all niggas to do, what's up All the real niggas