NYC

Yeah

All you MC's must get dissed

Let's make history, homie

Aight then, let's go

Yeah

Feel the tension when I walk into a room

Watch your step and watch your tone, boy, you talkin' to a goon

Been a problem since them old heads was snortin' off the spoon

Half you rappers gettin' short bread and off in Lorna Doones

Put a ratchet on your forehead, I'm talkin' to bafoons

I remain a major pain if you ain't part of my platoon

I'm a warhead, you know, big explosion with the shroom

Mr. Sandman, they hopin' I don't show up with the broom

That's the sweeper, that knockin' at your door, that's the reaper

With lead, arms all around your head, that's a sleeper

Rappers paranoid, that's the reefer

I mean if she a bad broad and let you raw dog, that's a keeper

My sisters, they don't rock with my dad, my moms either

Now I'm here with Rakim, a dad with mom's features

Ironic, I never make a threat that I can promise

Be honest, I'm dope and I ain't never spoke ebonics

I'm on a whole different time

I owe it to the rhyme and position, this is mine

I made it to my prime, got me aging like wine

You a hater, get in line

I'm on a whole different time

I owe it to the rhyme and position, this is mine

I made it to my prime, got me aging like wine

You a hater, get in line

Yeah, proper from my head to my feet, I dead the red meat

The best meat, I dead a stressful chick so now I'm stress-free

'Cause life's too short for heartaches, let's fuckin' party

Buy trucks and Ferraris, drive across the globe, why not?

Sick of the same spot, move to the next

It's real **** everywhere, bigger business plans, bigger connects

Every woman to one man is ten to one

Without the feeling of someone makin' you scared to get up and run

It's called escapin', the mental rapin'

How can the mind grow when you staggered around dudes who too slow?

My brother's triflin', pushin' cars the color of lightnin'

Read the writin' in my skin, it spells "God's son"

There'll always be another comin' up, a killer got a mom, son

That's why his luck is never runnin' up, she prays for him

He's takin' over your position, love

Doin' what you used to do, bein' who you was

I'm on a whole different time

I owe it to the rhyme and position, this is mine

I made it to my prime, got me aging like wine

You a hater, get in line

I'm on a whole different time

I owe it to the rhyme and position, this is mine

I made it to my prime, got me aging like wine

You a hater, get in line

Like OJ, let me take a stab at it, inhale like asthmatics

The chiropractor Redman, I'm back at it

My sawed-off by the bed, it's a Craftmatic

The size of a Subway sandwich, ask Jared

Bigfoot givin' input, every rhyme

Like LisaRaye, homie, fuck with it, it's a good look

I'm a lieutenant, the new school respect Red menace

My society raised a winner

I set any bitch straight to restore order

Lift my pimp hand up like, "Why I oughta"

I don't tolerate the nonsense

I tell my bitch, "Be easy like you straight outta Compton"

South by Southwest, out in Austin

Tore the place down (Down), Twitter went wild (Wild)

Def Jam raised they eyebrow (Brow), we independent now

You shoulda took care of the cash cow

I'm on a whole different time

I owe it to the rhyme and position, this is mine

I made it to my prime, got me aging like wine

You a hater, get in line

I'm on a whole different time

I owe it to the rhyme and position, this is mine

I made it to my prime, got me aging like wine

You a hater, get in line

Stay smilin' 'cause I come from the wildin'

Them projects I called home was like them domes on the island

Forever stylin', that was me in them army fatigues

I'm the one, if you wasn't welcome, ask you calmly to leave

No honor in thieves, I seen it, in these

Streets, gotta move like you mean it

'Cause death never come when convenient, it get you

And when it hit you, either Heaven awaits

Or the gates of hellfire scorchin' straight to your fate

I'm focused, sold the smokers in the era, oh, was a culprit

In the sculpture of felonious acts, my homie is back

Did a thirty, he was up in the max

I know he heard me out the blue, never knew I could rap

Perhaps it was a blessing, bro school to a lesson that

Any path you choose, never lose your perception, was destined

Got through it, got right, got to it, got nice

My insight in life through the music in flight

I'm on a whole different time

I owe it to the rhyme and position, this is mine

I made it to my prime, got me aging like wine

You a hater, get in line

I'm on a whole different time

I owe it to the rhyme and position, this is mine

I made it to my prime, got me aging like wine

You a hater, get in line