Текст песни
Y'all know my pedigree, hoes blow the gods voluntarily
We worldwide, my heart pumps where the ghetto's be
Young sharks be telling me y'all niggas can't swim, y'all drowning
From my hood to your hood, the anthem, y'all wildin'
I die for my coalition, the foes whispering
Hating, wild gremlins and those that roll with 'em
So I chose rap, we vow to never go back
Into this life of animosity, the high velocity
Niggas be on the same team planning to blow shots at me
Be the same mouths I try to feed
I write shit and dice it properly 'til it hurts me
The same game as James Worthy
They spread my name like it's herpes
Nature, niggas on the block bop to me
Y'all not complete, we take this shit to where it's got to be
That's my philosophy
Sex and money go together like TECs and nine shells
Swiss cheese you and cover it up like Roswell
Cartel, you ain't seen no iller regime, the self-esteem prophecy
Project warrior owns property
Crackers hate it, cops get jealous 'cause I stay with
The 98 temporary plates on my whip
The system fake, it's not right, a rich thug could fuck a cop's wife
'Cause I'm on television and live the pop life
I rock mics, make mils, SoundScan sales
One-point-whatever records, profession is skills
Money's the root of evil, but it make you happy
Don't wanna shoot my people, but still they might clap me
'Cause I talk like Dr. Malachi York
Play the sidewalk, hold fort, diamond plate chain, gold fork
Get in tune, rich like Ricky from silver spoon
Frank Lopez crib, elevators and living rooms
Ayo, we still in Queens, same place where we used to be
Often you won't see us, 'cause we usually
Out touring, leave the hood, now the hood boring
Nore, you know me, we regulated
Straight from Iraq, but QB affiliated
It's like a higher learning, from 99th Street down to Vernon
Lettin' our heat birds burnin'
Like any wet, throwin' up my set
Catch me on the StarTec 'bout to set the connect
Yo, sex, drugs, money and murder
Beers and sex, lands and Lex in the projects
The fourth floor where we score through our cook-up
D's shook up, hit the block, now you look up
Whispers turn into screams, from screams to hollers
Fans turn to fanatics, go home and dream about us
My zone, I need the chronic, my habit daily
Spittin' rapid fury, I got more steps than Alvin Ailey
Thousands'll fear me, my nickname Braille
Die-Tec to the fakest niggas 'cause they cliques ain't real
Each verse be pain-filled, forced to take your Motrins
From the streets to the screen, pictures be major motion
Nature grossin', holdin' my square when snakes approaching
React quickly, keepin' gats where my dick be
A buck equal a hundred, so a half is fifty
Y'all do the math with me before I hurt you, it's personal
You and I know my whole squad be universal
From blood in to blood out, we thugged out
Fuck a four-four, I go the snub route, leave you rubbed out
Death followed him before it swallowed him whole
It was signs he should've read that was inside of his soul
Niggas light dutches to him now, so long
Miss a motherfucker, but still, life goes on
Hope I'm rich on my last day, clutchin' some ass
Niggas say he came and went, got a nut when he passed
An old man layin' dead on my bed with some young shit
Screamin' out "Freedom" when I slump to her chest
After that, chill, be a bitch with a hex
Every nigga she sex be the next put to rest
Since a young sibling, had every flavor Timberland
Always had a jump shot and always dribblin'
Yo, mackerel, José, lay like casserole
Dolomite type, the jungle low, cut it China white
Come check ya, mix the Henny with the nectars
On straight flights while y'all cats connect us
If it was up to me, the whole world would be comfortably
But since it's not, y'all niggas stay fucked up
I think about y'all too much and be bankrupt
So nigga, get yours, I got mines, nigga, so what? What?
Word, just like the battle
It symbolized the war (symbolized the war)
And the war symbolized the winners of the
Battle (symbolized the winners of the battle)
Know what I mean? (No doubt)
Go at your neck (Go at your neck)
Either you in it or you in the motherfuckin' way, baby
Word up, and annihilate your ass
Queens style, know what I'm sayin'?
Bismillah ir Rahman ir Raheem
Queens style, Brooklyn, Queens style
All that ill shit
Word up to the whole world, Queens style