Now I got one
The thunder from with under will make the whole of cradle rock, hah
Born in Fort July Fourth you're sworn to bangin' and warrin'
So at night when I creep, only want 'em, while he's awake not asleep
(Yo, I put this on everything I love, man, it's real sneaky, sister hood)
I'm deep with a vicious vendetta
My department be collections remember that
Ken Boogie just hit me on the horn in California
Aiyyo, I play emcees like this
Top gun and explosive motion East Coastin' deep
Females sneak up in here and come through
And I break him like a bitch so I know there's no defense
Openin' up a can of clash clicks six-packs of ass whips
Nah, nah, nah, yo, yo, I need you to take care of it man
Niggas can feel us, do you wanna deal us?
When appraochin' me come sincerely I don't fear the
Love don't love nobody
I look 'em in the eye I know he's tense
Emcee season on those who treason
For the wet ones to the next ones, yes one, step son and get one
Walk nigga mind yours of crime wars will find yours
I need you to handle a little something for me
Punks stays focused, notice devotions
I'm bringin' it back home to my twins and I got friends
Collidin' with perfection, every direction can't pay enough protection
Caution courage what I bring when I approach this
Road Dawgs you assume right first draft kick
Throughout notions of all the shops I'm closin'
I got connections, I get that ass stuck like glue
I got connections, huh, huh, no question, huh
Since they found me
I saw selected sets son for my selection stretchin' sections
I got connections, I get that ass stuck like glue
Blistered and spun up in and lifted
(Yeah)
Expressions of terror shakin' cold fingers of fear careers I spear
State of shock, it's a greater plot that made us stop
Others that don't like that I stack papers, yearly
It be the illest in Naughty it takes a fool to learn that
(Yo whattup my nigga, you know I ain't the man)
Shit boy ya free paper bum, it's called I got connections
Intoxication, a million copies in circulation
Yeah, yeah, yo, yo check this out
Crews will conquer as tough as Tonka
Prepare for a year full of nightmares
Practic tactics of a great Western-type saloon fight
Comin' from behind is the line yours for a nine war
Equals no intimidation on this naughty demonstration
Love Child got connections ain't no motherfuckin' question
Get 'em back and don't come near me
So I suggest you grab your friends before I go and pop my trunk
Merely mentioned men they don't come steppin' to Vin
By the way all I seek all I keep, so don't sleep
I got connections, I get that ass stuck like glue
Silence prospectors, objectors to my lectures
On that one shit keepin' you outnumbered
Etchin' and sketchin' to revive, reset and then set inspections
(But I got somebody to come through)
And commotion's of cruddy's corrosive
The hot one will spot one, shock one and stop one
Pints and fifths of asses, burnt to ashes
And best believe I come correct so yo, what you wanna do?
Anywhere I go, everywhere I flow
Eighteen plus a hundred niggas that I run with
Aiyyo, what up nigga? I here you the man now yo
Constructed as architecture
(You know I might not, can't slip and do that right now)
You've been spined, twisted
Though on the real though
I got connections, huh, huh, no question, huh
I'm droppin' drinks like a pint of cool breeze, then
Nigga what's the realest?
And friends don't let their friends drive drunk
Just a small indication to let you know Kandi Kain
Rap pillars got the power to blow up spots
(But I got connections right for you what you need?)
Like Poonanny to erections
From here to the Watts Tower
235 degrees and the mics about to be freezin'