[Prodigy] Yeah It go; 1, 2, 3, to the 4 That nigga P double got that shit fo'sho 5, 6, 7, to the 8 You niggas make me laugh straight to the bank You niggas got problems with me? Can't wait till we're in the same room in the same place You just dropped the brick get outta my face Your album sound like shit, fucking disgrace To the whole black race, rap race Stop wasting budgets; buy your self a place My song will embarrass you, you're in the wrong game I'll make you look stupid, sound real lame Compare to this sixteen bars of pain When I write I get tight, I'll be ready to bang 'Cause in real life out in the world it get worst I'll brace car, buy guns, and bang for your shirt
(Chorus) Prodigy There's gon' be some shit when I see Goodfella nigga but I'm 'fenna get evil Up, put 'em when his pants was down Look, now I got 'em running on camera now There's gon' be some shit at this party Everybody leaving except for one body Got his self killed over that Bacardi We handle the shit then its back to the party
[Prodigy] Ayo, dunn take the blunt while I fuck this nigga up Keep burning our flag and he fronting like he tough Niggas come on home from jail like they 'sposed to have me Under some type of pressure, go fuck your mother You really wanna step to me? Get online and go around the block, who next to get live? On P-TV, better not have step 'Cause everybody watching they all gon' witness My power and strength, they see it's not a toy You're trying to pet a Lion, I'ma enjoy me an arm for dinner May God forbid I, get a whole of the rest of you I'll be a sinner And thou shall not kill, unless they trying to kill me And then shall finger pop the Uzi Now the bitch's all wet, bitch ass nigga, I'll make 'em fall back When I hit 'em in his titties, catch 'em in the city Doing real dirty 'cause his face real pretty Niggas bleed more when they're drunk off the Henney You fucked up my shirt, mad DNA