I was conceived off the Isley Brothers, with no rubber

While most fell victim to a stain in between the sheets

I dove deep with the tenacious tenacity and the patience

To remain on my feet, you **** weak

3-6-74, Here borns a menace to the street

A true OG, O-Dog running all through my blood

But my brain on Shareef

**** die like Caine cousin in the street

For the game they don't peep, like dark skinned Jermaine

Raw suede in the rain, used to fuck with Loraine

Got plucked, getting his dick sucked, see what I mean?

How the fuck I'mma starve when y'all **** eat?

Shit, get stuck like dogs with the heat, ****

I crawled in these streets, learned to walk on this asphalt

Stuck **** know gun-diss trash talk

Shit, give me the work, I run through it like Emmitt on a pass off

Cowboy, Deadshot, and a fast draw

My presence alone make **** pass cash off

The mack is back, you can call me the last straw

The camel's back, put more rocks in the glass home

You **** won't last long

I'm an animal, scratch, I'll be here when you pass on

Yeah, into the danger zone, the beams and the bangers on

Magazines and they hang along

Every clip filled to the tip

Quick to let the pits off the leash like Vick

**** snitched, did my tit

Came home, 300 grand birds on the strip

Shit, flying spur be the whip

Maserati mack, crown **** vics

Never will I fall for a bitch

Rain on **** like Rihanna on my hip

Her umbrella couldn't stop that drench

Send you to the iller, I'm the man in the trench

Eh, keep it real, I'm the shit

Banana clip peeler, rap guerrilla in this bitch

Eh, keep it real, I'm the shit

Banana clip peeler, rap guerrilla in this bitch

I show off and go off with the fifth

Beanie Sigel, Desert Eagle, yeah I'm back on my shit

And I don't need no hook for this shit

Vest on tight, tryna play velcro

Vest on tight, tryna play velcro

Vest on tight, tryna play velcro

B-Sig born and raised, South Philly hellhole

I ain't go upstate, but I been in there in a fat hole

No thanks, I don't hit it if I don't see the L roll

Me a bitch? Hell no, more like a hell boy

Marry 'em, ADX maximum cell boy

My ringer wack, number one jail toy

Trapped in a trap, triple beam scale boy

Fish by the school, bitches by the pool

Bitches by the tool, this is how I do

LV on the specs, Gs on the shoes

Indo sets, GG blues

Styrofoam cup like Weezy on Groove

Make it easy on yourself, **** give it up smooth

Every time I pull, I squeeze on two

One, bang, you're dead, a hole in your head

**** know Sig from holding his head

Stood up in the state, copped out in the feds

Popped with a pound, got me a year

Paperwork straight, PSI clear

Let the K quake, got CSI here

Kids in the street, **** see if I care

Whole clique didn't let off, **** getting aired

Broad Street Bully is back, **** I'm here

And I ain't need no hook for this shit

And I ain't need no hook for this shit

And I ain't need no hook for this shit