It's Time I See You

I'm tired of rappin', let's get the Mack
Handheld don't hold prints plus I burnt the tip of my fingers
Brick through your hearse

And I'm down for smokin' blunts to the head
I'm in the hood so we can link up, any place you think of
But I'm real I could rock both phones in the island
Y'all bitches thin'k the ryders a joke, well I don't play
This is how we even the bets
We the champs in this game who kick the real shit before the fame
And I'm known for gettin' money, not known for wildin'
Fifty close, then fifty wide, even the sets

I'm the motherfuckin' hardest

And my name ring bells, my blade stay bloody
Outta all the camps in this game, nigga
Wit two niggas downstairs wit licensed guns to take y'all home
Coward trust me we keep it gutter, hope you stay mad a hater

When they start hurtin', that means they workin'
I'm the nigga that they talk about goin' to Chao
The best thing in New York
If you from the streets betrayal is worse than death
It's time I see you

Here we go again', only we on kiss shit

What? Motherfuckers, c'mon
Pussy let me see somethin', fake niggas screamin' "Ryde or die"

Since Steinbrenner signed Jeter

Yo, If I miss your head and your neck, I'll hurt your chest
The nigga to salute, the quickest to shoot
For no cake, and y'all can get at us on Labor Day

My nerves is shot, my paces is short, I dump in your head
Everything got dubs on it, even the vets
Fuck you fat ass, fake bad ass niggas
And y'all niggas shook right?
Scared ass niggas
It's time I see you
I put a bomb in your baby carriage
Yo, ay suck my dick bitch, the way this chick spit ridickliss
If you heard about me beefin' dog I leave the most shells
Of your artists whatever the label

Pay your debt and get moms labor day
Only way we comin' is hard

Hold Camby sister the hostage, then send 'em a reef
Same niggas we run up on and make 'em cry
I'm the hardest nigga out you outta know it by now
Ayo, I ain't got a care in the world
And send niggas on vacation
Before any of y'all bitch niggas front on the lox
Still play the hood while you ride past niggas
Arteries hitted, hawkin', they neck is shit
I'm a Bronx gangsta nigga, double R's hoodrat
I kill everything you love dog, right now, even the pets
Cross comin' y'all better get the fuck out the way
Like Tim McVeigh
And like, you ain't got a friend in the world

Y'all niggas don't want beef, y'all want meat at the table
The nigga they come get quick bitch, on this hood shit
Kidnappin' your kid, maimin' your mom, and airin' your girl

So stop frontin' vegetarian just scared of beef
I ain't the shit that you see that's on the top of your church
You thin'k they gon take a life so they can get life

Get it right
Motherfuckers ain't quiet 'til the tech go off

And I don't give a fuck, Sheek'll do life in the box
Gimme the needle, not tomorrow, but today
Y'all get on hot ninety seven and talk wit a baritone
Ask Puff they ain't tryin' to hear that nigga
I'm at your wake in the choir
Standin' harmonizin'
I blow you whole fuckin' shit up
I'm hopeless and numb, I can't see but I can focus my gun

It's in'fa red the shit that be on top of the heater
Tell your CEO, don't call my CEO apologizin'
'Cause you can't touch us, huh
Right in front of the radio station
What? Like I won't run up and break your jaw
We make stones that say

Holiday Styles, motherfucker, givin' you pound
We keep comin' and you keep runnin'
Double R's the only niggas he respect

You faggot niggas heard Suge Knight
Like they make a vest for your head to stop the four
I smack the shit out of any one
You keep claimin' you the best that done it

'Cause the bullets is like calisthenics when I'm squirtin'