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[Intro: ShaCronz]
Yeah, uh, it's dark outside
We still in the hood with this one, ya'll
Yeah, from the projects, slums, Fort Greene
Huh? Ain't no sun outside, never sunny where I'm from
Always grimy, yo, yo, yo, yo
[ShaCronz]
Everyday is a struggle, but you can catch my team hustlin' to the late night
Takin' risks, playin' dice, screamin' "We hate life!"
Gettin' this money, but we want more
I see a lot of niggas beefin', but they don't want war
I heat targets, anything you sese, rob it, got beef like the meat market
I'm clappin' captains, lieutenants, and police sergeants
I got two hoes named Denise and Margaret
They come through and finish drama after we start it
All my chicks major, I rep N.Y. like a Knick player
Get paper, split haters, I still spit and shit razors
Got eight pair of sick 'gators, five watches
Switch flavors, 50 red and blue rocks around the wrist, player
My vision is deep the Division will creep
run up on you, start hittin' your peeps
Nigga, we ain't playin, our mission's discreet
I'm clippin' your peeps, have you missin' for weeks
To let you know we ain't playin'
[RZA]
Olive oil and fried tomatoes and basil
I stepped in flared nasal from Hazelnut Amaretto
My watch 80 G appraisal
Plus they drop 50 G's for a RZA beat
Cherry wood, hid the receipts, presidential suites
Ice cold bottles of Cristy 'til my eyes misty
Complainin' to my lawyer how this rookie tried to frisk me
Jealous of my jeep, I gave his badge to the chief
And got his ass directin' traffic in the heat for a week
[Freemurda]
Keep comin' out your gums like loose teeth
You gonna take a 40 to the mouth and it ain't no brewski
That monitor gonna show straight lines like looseleaf
Got Up North niggas straight out the box like Lucies
Wanna shoot me? know you get a kick out of that just like Bruce Lee
Ya'll don't wanna lose teeth
Comin' all out of your face just like pimples
That thing comin' out of my waist, gotta hit you
'Cuz ya'll niggas ain't with it, better quit it
'Til you catch one through that man dribblin' on your fitted
That mean one through the front, through the back of the cap
Like the great Pun packin' a Mac in the back of the Ac'
You could take one, not talkin' bout a Ac'
I get cake from the fat crack bag with them packs, what?
[Allah Real]
Wherever I go, I always stand tall
Wherever I go, I always stand tall
[Outro: Daddy-O (RZA)]
Yo, peace, yo, Bobby! What up?
(What up, O? What up fam?)
What up cousin, how you (nothin' just trynna sling this shit)
What's goin' on (You know I made that drop good off, right?)
Oh, word? (Guaranteed, we made all this shit, man)
That's what's up, yo, but check this out
I got something new here for you, right here (what?)
Supposed to give me some lesson (Lesson?)
Yeah, lesson (what you talkin' bout, nigga?)
Straight (know, how to what, cook the shit up, nigga?)
Nah, nah, Knowledge, Wisdom, Understanding, Culture, Freedom..
It's right here (son, what's that all about, though, yo?)
Yo, God, it's the new way of life, knowhatimsayin? It's the truth
It's the way it's gonna set you free
I think you an intelligent brother, you should check this out
Youknowhatimsayin, Supreme Mathematics, youknowhatimsayin
Check this out, and let me know... (let's see what you talkin' about)
Youknowhatimsayin, I know you'll respond good
This could take you to another level
(Now hold on, man, you an O.G., you trynna tell me you trynna read, man, nigga?)
Listen, brother, I've been readin', man, without this man I wouldn't be here right now
You know? (You know what, god? Youknowhatimean?
I'mma trust your word on this, I'mma pick this up, I'mma read this, aight
I'mma get back at you, if I can relate, we'll relate
if not, you still gonna have those pounds for me though, right?!?)
Yeah, no doubt, but yo, right now, these the pounds right here, g
This is Math right here (yeah, it's like that, for real, fam?)
For real (aight) aight, peace (Peace fam)
This nigga, talkin' peace, man, this nigga's the wildest' nigga I know, yo!
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