(Jadakiss)Three and half years if they catch you with a fat, all that means now is **** is shooting back, war is something I got the taste for out on bail bigger gun than the one I got the case for, never can tell what I might, I ain’t nothing like you I put my Dutch out on your Nike boots, pull my nuts out on your wife in the mic booth, forcituate with her at the end of the night to, those are the happy days these the real years, **** is brain dead in shit bags in wheelchairs, for the record I don’t give a fk who your team is and you don’t want it with me I’m a extremist

(Yung Jac) I’m in my own lane like a track runner, south side in a two seater with the strap under, fell off then I bounced back I’m a fast earner, use to be my front man had to put him on the back burner type shit **** really turn their back on you, robbed his homeboy cause he knew he had them racks on him, my dawg a hitman he got a couple hats on him, and I don’t fk with them so I had the put the tax on them (haaaa) I’m with the shits toilet keep the block on sizzle, scorching, broiling, swerving through the block with Rich Dunk in East Charlotte, I keep a Game Cock and I’ll sting a **** Hornets, ain’t nothing to play with it’s best to avoid it, a lot of **** sour I can’t let them spoil it, he think he built tough I will destroy it, everybody know the saying can’t beat it join it

(Jadakiss) Three and half years if they catch you with a fat, all that means now is **** is shooting back, war is something I got the taste for out on bail bigger gun than the one I got the case for.