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[Method Man]
Yo, Pap, this hard bruh
Like, like slap your mom on her birthday hard bruh
All truth
Yeah
[Method Man]
This is all bidness
No card limit, black car tinted, I put y'all in this
Search and it hurts them cars rented
When the God spit it, like SARS with it, you'll all get it
Call these bars sick as last caught with it, your bars tendered
Yo, Pap, this hard bruh
Like, like slap your mom on her birthday hard bruh
All truth
Yeah
[Method Man]
This is all bidness
No card limit, black car tinted, I put y'all in this
Search and it hurts them cars rented
When the God spit it, like SARS with it, you'll all get it
Call these bars sick as last caught with it, your bars tendered
Soft, winded, just take off end it, I'm offended
59 fifty, I'm authentic, 'cause y'all fitted
Bars, twice as hard as them park benches my palm itching
Y'all picking sides, this is suicide, we squad different
I'm Scott Pippen, nice around mics, my palm grippin'
'Nother palm is liftin' my Charles Dickens now pause, listen
You think the ball slippin'
No vacation, you think the ball trippin'
Conversation, look at the boy drippin'
No competition, I put the comp into composition
Get a thot's attention, she give me props then the proposition
Not my position beside the fact that it's not opinion
59 fifty, I'm authentic, 'cause y'all fitted
Bars, twice as hard as them park benches my palm itching
Y'all picking sides, this is suicide, we squad different
I'm Scott Pippen, nice around mics, my palm grippin'
'Nother palm is liftin' my Charles Dickens now pause, listen
You think the ball slippin'
No vacation, you think the ball trippin'
Conversation, look at the boy drippin'
No competition, I put the comp into composition
Get a thot's attention, she give me props then the proposition
Not my position beside the fact that it's not opinion
Once I know the mission, I'm black op'n the opposition
[Papoose]
Am I the greatest? Yes
Downtown Brooklyn shoppin' the INS
The 574 New Balance matchin' the Avirex
The [documented?] legacy of a goat they afraid to test
Your shit Nikes, I put my foot so far up your A-S-S
Hate when New York go against New York
It make me [vex?] we lose either way
It's like when the Yankees play the Mets
Spit fire like Ghostface, U-God, Rae or Meth
My pen deadly as Jigsaw, playin' the game of death
The criminal minded album cover strap like KRS
[Papoose]
Am I the greatest? Yes
Downtown Brooklyn shoppin' the INS
The 574 New Balance matchin' the Avirex
The [documented?] legacy of a goat they afraid to test
Your shit Nikes, I put my foot so far up your A-S-S
Hate when New York go against New York
It make me [vex?] we lose either way
It's like when the Yankees play the Mets
Spit fire like Ghostface, U-God, Rae or Meth
My pen deadly as Jigsaw, playin' the game of death
The criminal minded album cover strap like KRS
The basketball tournament trophy winner, I pay the reps
I bear perfection, both hands are treacherous, I'm ambidextrous
You can't outgrind or outshine me with a fancy necklace
My aura can't be mess with, I'm cocking fullies dropping bullies, rockin' hoodies, poppin' woolies right on the benchy reckless
Got trust funds for my loved ones, my family precious
My crown's barking more than Charles Bronson
This can't be death wish
I bear perfection, both hands are treacherous, I'm ambidextrous
You can't outgrind or outshine me with a fancy necklace
My aura can't be mess with, I'm cocking fullies dropping bullies, rockin' hoodies, poppin' woolies right on the benchy reckless
Got trust funds for my loved ones, my family precious
My crown's barking more than Charles Bronson
This can't be death wish
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