Letras
Turn it up like this now
Let's get busy
Tear up the city
It's that filthy
You talk about a black heart, I said, "Walk the movement"
Bet you my left hand, ain't nothing like me doing it
Where is the air that's not tainted and unpolluted?
See, every order be followed and executed
Snap of the finger and I could send for you
Can't stand your attitude, then that's the end for you
You play by my rules and that can't lose
It's gon' take more than a killer to fill my shoes
It's the top dog rep, the big boy steps
Look around, ain't too many of 'em like me left
You know, when the boss is in, the tension get thick
My answers stay short and my strikes come quick
Mastermind behind the grind, what makes a man like him tick
The crew I feed, the chick I pick
Boy, C.L. is that next level, I got scores to settle
I let loose the rebel, deeper than heavy metal
Let's get busy
Tear up the city
I'm that filthy
You set to do some numbers, show you how I do summers
Winter, spring and fall, you could watch daddy ball
My niggas play the wall while they send me top shelf
Under watchful eyes, but looking like I'm by myself
The name in the book, so right before the beef cooks
I have 'em in the freezer, hanging off the meat hooks
I give 'em different looks even when the lights dim
You got signs of being smooth, but you are not him
I breathe life in the game, no price to the fame
To keep a nigga like me on a chick's brain
Move that pretty, think that witty, earn that rank
The first kid from uptown to crack that bank
From a young gun to the one big cannon
The bread expanding, this took planning
They said it can't be done, too tough an obstacle
That's why I'm out here set to do the impossible
Let's get busy
It's that rock shit
Tear up the city
It's that filthy
It's like diamonds and toys, that's hers and that's your boy's
This hard rock shit to that bunch of noise
I'm leaving niggas scrambling, only left the gambling
When ain't no telling how much I'm really handling
I make it look good, I keep it so hood
It's crazy, everything I slept on made me
Sharp when I wrote this, man with a focus
I'm out here too busy living it to notice
I'm a problem in these streets, mixed over them beats
Half a million fans await my release
And when I step in the door and it's the realest shit you ever saw
I make it half a million more fans on tour
Fucker, from the pen to the block, sucker
Place your bets, all my work cover
Why they wanna be me? How they study my G
And how my team is playing shut down D
Let's get busy
Tear up the city
I'm that filthy