we only dealing with facts
Who come correct, we like fact checks
And know that we ain't new jacks,
just strigglin'
That's not me, been on the scene since 86
So that bullshit you pullin'
to us is old tricks
Just to let you know,
so you stop lookin' stupid
It ain't about how you wreck the mic,
it's how they looped it
We international, we crashin',
yo, bashin' you worldwide
Let em know,
Ay yo, chill, let me rap that,
and get it straight
The trash you be talkin',
it can never hold the weight
Don't hesitate, just step aside,
let it ride
We can battle to the death
and let our souls coincide
There's so many chicks out
there that like to clone
Without the backbone,
y 'all can never hold the broom
Cause bitches like to study
my style when they alone
Unless it run,
don't get caught up in the zone
So put down the dick,
pick up the pen and write
And you might get respected
at the end of the night
We on our second deal,
why y 'all chicks is unsigned hype
Five mics have been the source
cause the album is tight
This is worldwide,
take a d -d -d -d -d -d -down to the east side
Take a d -d -d -d -d
-d -d to the west side
Spray spotting, stocking,
and it ain't no stopping
This is worldwide,
taking it to the mail to the east side
Taking it to the mail to the west side
Spray spotting, stocking,
and it ain't no stopping
From
North
Carolina, to record labels saying
dang I wanna sign her
Get that
CD, rewind her
She the chick that made
dudes wine and dine her
I think she roll deep, nah, I ain't prying her
She done had too many hiney,
nevermind her
And
Tyson left with a dude,
somebody find her
Matter fact,
Russ, you need to roll behind her
First class is the only way we blind her
She got little kids at school
straight at mine, her
CDs sellin' out, these folks buyin' her
She so sneaky,
you need to keep an eye on her
Matter fact,
St.
Artie, they goin' spy on her
She ain't cheat on no man,
they tryin' to lie on her
Y 'all the one to go up,
rhyme from line on her
Storm knows she write quick,
he even time her
Brendon,
Ronnie's baby girl, no denying her
And yo, I love this world,
it's filled with hate
Still holdin' weight, walk a crooked line,
but it's all great
Can't stop my hustle,
can't stop my pain
Don't stop this struggle,
it's never too late
Take it from the champ, been there,
done it, my friend
When you fucked up in the end and
you ain't got no wins
What you gonna do,
you ain't even got a clue
It smell like food, bigger than that
A man smooth like a trained dude
Swooper got the real juice,
bust me down on the loose
Love the dirty words,
love to see a nigga hurt
Speedin', continue dreamin',
I can see him schemin'
Fuck a devil,
just color -block it on my level
Take a dip in, nail to the east side
Take a dip in, nail to the west side
Straight rockin', rockin'
And it ain't no stoppin'
This is worldwide
Take a dip in, nail to the east side
Take a dip in, to the west side
Straight rockin', rockin'
And it ain't no stoppin'
Worldwide
East side