U Got Shot

And hook off like Prince Naseem ahead
Than a black cat, on a black night and I'm black

U got shot, 'cause you knock, knock, knocked
Duck yo' head or go inside instead
And some of y'all just plain civilians
It's a sign of a miracle that, my iron spittin'
'Cause I'm too much for ma's and grandpa's to solve
For me to kick your ass for talkin' trash, punk
If you wanna step to my motherfuckin' rep
With mad credentials on instrumentals we're too essential
And bounce, then for luck, I throw a six up
Jumpin' out the car, pop a trunk, swingin' crowbars
With small figures and chasin' gold diggers
Same place, same bad time, so fuck a bat channel
Gimme my fuckin' shit, chk, chk, blaow
EPMD, 215 and 8-Off Agallah
Straight up back up I keeps it hard
Biggie, Pac and Eaze, one love, them still my fuckin' niggaz
If you wanna step to my motherfuckin' rep
And watch me spitfire my volerical fact
For the Mic Dons, callin' like Dion
One of them got a gat, the other one wanna spar

Or you'll Die Hard with Bruce and Sam Jackson
Aiyyo, you hit 'em like that
Fuckin' coolo make you quit rap and go sing with Menudo
Here's the plan together, here's the gun together, let's run together
Actin' like y'all Sicilians, when y'all niggaz
Right hand to Allah, I'm the roughest of the raw
In the moonshinin', I'm sippin' Starsky and Hutch
And switch up for the mix up and dig a ditch up
Gimme my fuckin' shit, chk-chk, blaow
Whoa ho hoh, let me like slow up with the flow
But can't touch this nigga or catch a charge

Roll the windows to your cars, when out at large

Underground's where we live and that's where we'll be when you leave
Chk chk, blaow, blaow, blaow, blown traject
We don't need no gat, just cock me fuckin' back
Ain't peelin' your cap, me and the Devil had a spiritual chat
Nobody's ever seen what they seen and never saw

Who's there? Another motherfuckin' hardrock
People low self-esteem rockin' the gleam, hotter than steam

Papichulo with karate chops just like judo

Soldier mind crime nigga, bitch-down live nigga
Step to me bourgeoisie? Fancy as Dandy?
When I jump in my car, they go "Ooh and ahh"
The mic and the beat, now shit's complete

You get killed, like you was Jon-Bennet Ramsey
Chk, chk, blaow, blaow, blaow, blown traject
On my knees at the mercy of God
You like to watch
Introducing, yo, fuck that nigga's name
Time to speak up, fagot niggaz droppin' these weak cuts
Talkin' shit and never even seen a million
So put your hands together, get your mans together
Stick up my seeds in my fiends for the G's

8-Off's gonna hit 'em like, five niggaz, surprise niggaz
In the saddle, fuck around, get your shit rattled
Right now, you wanna duel, you fool
No paddles up shit's creek when time to battle
And when I rob unique excitement is, why you scream
When I blow off the top, I got this cream like Bill Rothstein
PMD shinin' with my stripes on

Yo, 215, who the fuck was them cats up in the car?
I bust 'em from the back to the extreme

While my rims blindin', while P rollin' the Dutch

Introducing, yo, fuck that nigga's name

Hit 'em up, make 'em scream like a bitch
'Cause I'm eviler with lyrical rap

This nigga, object of game, get your pockets bigger
U got shot, 'cause you knock, knock, knocked
We're the B-boys, hows about some hardcore in the speakers

Whoa ho hoh, let me like slow up with the flow
Don't even come up to me yappin'
Who wanna flex with the influential
I got his mom suckin' my balls like a fresh pack of halls
I'm a Dogg 4 Life like my nigga Ja Rule
Overachieve, I'd rather be rockin' Apollo Creed
Who the fuck's in charge? Charles Laston Sauls