Almighty, mighty Blackjack
Everybody fuck that
Two words, freeway's slightly retarded
My God, two words, no guns, break arms
Hustlers, bustas, boostas, hoes
Game point lock, long pump cocked
Motherfuckers askin'
'Cause I rep that till I fuckin' die
Left the beef in the pot Jay sent for his dogs
Still nowhere to go, still nowhere to go
Blue, black
Blackjack, Johnson
Hustlers, bustas, boostas, hoes
Calm down, get back, ghetto people, got this
Every traffic, one lane, everybody move
Two words, BK, NY, bedstuy
Two words, Mos Def, black jack, hot shit
You know how the game be, I can't let 'em change me
Still nowhere to go, still nowhere to go
Still nowhere to go, still nowhere to go
Look God, it's the same me
Everybody fuck that
Barbershop, playa hated, mom and pop, bootlegged it
Cuffed up and hosed down, pimped up and hoe down
We won't stop shit, everybody move
Big Macs, fat folks, ecstasy capsules
Who is that?
One wall, twenty plaques, dudes say, "Gimme that"
Turn y'all rap niggaz into two words, fast runners
Now throw ya hands up
'Cause on Judgment Day you gon' blame me
Break necks, break backs, Steven Segal
One neck, two chains, one waist, two gats
Presidential scandals, everybody move
And I basically know now, we get racially profiled
Felt like it rained till the roof caved in
Move back
Fuck around, throw a clip in ya artist, leave with his broad
Everybody fuck that
And broads, forget ya squad, let 'em fend for yourself
Calm down
Most imitated, Grammy nominated
So I live by two words, "Fuck you, pay me"
It's no contest
You know it's the
Get this shit off ya chest
Like Jackie Jurner, you better sleep with your burner
Calm down, get back, ghetto people, got this
Screamin', "Jesus save me"
An' show it to 'em like
The heat skeet, blow a reef through ya car
North to the south
Still nowhere to go, still nowhere to go
K West
Low brow, high stakes, crack smoke, black folks
Listen, two words, United States, no love, no brakes
There go people
Now throw ya hands up
Hotel accommodated, cheerleader, prom dated
And keep ya hands up
From the bottom so the top's the only place to go now
Game ball, lock shit, dump off, cock shit
Two words, Mos Def, K West, hot shit
We won't stop, everybody move
I am limelight, Blueprint, 5 Mics
Hustlers, bustas, boostas, hoes
Free young bars, fresh men of the Roc
Two words, Freeway, two letters, A R
Red, white
Two words, Chi town, raised me, crazy
These streets know game, can't ball, don't play
To the east, to the west
Now throw ya hands up
Everybody fuck that
Mos Def
Hustlers, bustas, boostas, hoes
Two hard, too hungry, too many, that's why
Aye yo, two words, Chi town, South side, world wide
Go get his rhyme like shoulda been signed twice
Still nowhere to go, still nowhere to go
Plus I got a whole city to hold down
Have you screamin' out four words, "Send for the Lord"
