Cuzzi's Revenge

C'mon, yea Huh, yea Yea Cruisin' Wild, yea If you ain't know, you better know Stuck in the bottom, shaking up the globe Prince of the city, coming for the town In undercover, tryna cover Vogue Coming from the cold, you know how it goes This for the niggas that hated, man This for the days in that mini van This for the days could've moved to Chicago, instead I went back to Toronto And changed the whole city, you really can't do what I did Babies fly once they jump out the crib Hit you like Tyson with blows to the rib Second guessing like I know I'm the shit (the shit) Made me some millions it wasn't enough Had to black on the label 'cause they wasn't cutting it We had that raw on my side, you was cutting it You had your time but your reign wasn't cutting it Used to get checks from the government Now I get cheques and got taxed from the government Understand, I did not come here to play with you boys Waving they guns and raising they voice Soft in the middle, they brittle and moist Kill or be killed, I don't got a choice Jacuzzi is back, so kill all the noise I got a list (I got a list) I got a list People to hit Niggas that stay on my dick I got a list (I got a list) Just in case I forget Ain't a fool for the tricks I got a list (I got a list) I got a list People to hit Niggas that stay on my dick I got a list Just in case I forget 'Cause I don't miss niggas, I gave you nothing to miss Where did he go? Did he jump in? (Jump, jump in) Where did he go?