Lyrics
yo its N-Y's youngest, gettin trippin off the fungus
gettin drunk -- and gettin sluts - to strip and fuckin tounge kiss
drunk drivin is a hobby so im swervin in ya lane
gotcha nervous cuz im hurtin everyone up in the game
im in---sane spittin, bombin hatas like Iraqies
you can start runnin or you callin for a taxi
get the fuck up out my face -- im higher then space
i got a taste, of the pussy, now im ridin these babes
and ima find ways, jus to poke - fun of ya style
..gettin money, gettin hunnies, so im fuckin em now
i get to smilin', white's shinin -- in this NY breeze
got trees, get em burnin -- like its NYC
Im on the sea, in my watercraft -- drinkin in the sun
gettin blunted -- havin heart attacks and damagin my lungs
and my liver, this shits sicker -- then some shit up in a river
jus a floatin, and you open your mouth, and fuckin get it
im pimpin -- im gettin loot, while im sittin the booth
gettin zooted and the booze, keeps movin through tube
ima prove it, when i do it -- ill be all up on the news
wit my crew -- sayin that we jus, shot up on some dudes
i dont fool around, im rappin cuz its life, and im a lifer
gettin tighter everytime i fuckin spit up on a cypher
nicer -- then a knifer that be sittin in the Rikers-->
Island, victimin' a kid -- and when he sticks him in his eye lid
fuckin wit the flow is an eternal mistake
ill have you workin at my service then, burnin at the stake
and your wife-'ll be my servant, she'll be gurglin' my waste
ima rape her -- till she wake up with some dirt up on her face yo...
ima stay ballin like -- Kobe and the Lakers
rollin wit some papers or we smokin out the vapor
ima -- trendsetter, aint no one flow better
go getta -- get chedda, and im holdin a baretta
...lootin' all the city's and the village's -- we pillagin'
and killin shit, we illin givin kids all of the realist shit
spillin' all my feelin's, thatchu hearin on the verse
still -- villanizin' killers, they be squealin' on the curb
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[verse 2]
you cant stop whatcha can't see...my night vision
got infa-red sensors, that'll blind ya like dank weed-->
rollin through these crowds, like Jack Bauer --> I neva-
back down, from these clowns, meet me in a half hour
at the spot, and we'll get it ... yo, I aint shittin
ima flip it, spit it hotter, then a model wit my dick in-->
her mouth, we gettin loud -- yo im sittin wit the crown
got, pounds -- that can lift me right the fuck up out the town
im back in this bitch, wit my man Maintain
K-woo, and Aquarius -- we buryin the game
there aint, comp-e-tition, cuz my, com-positions
got the, opp-osition on my, cock and lickin
on my nuts, give a fuck, bout this industry shit
im on this mixtape shit, cuz im rhythmicly sick
and we the eastcoast crew, comin outta the blue
and outta tubes, we be shootin-- fuckin suckas for loot
