Brooklyn, stand up
I will literally kiss T.T. in the forehead
What more can I say?
What more can I say? Guru play the beat!
Publishers: CARTER BOYS PUBLISHING, WARNER-TAMERLANE PUBLISHING CORP
This hood, or this pop, this hot, or this strong
I'm supposed to be number one on everybody list
I'm not a biter I'm a writer for myself and others
Tell her please forgive me then squeeze until you full 'head
Give me a crisp pair of jeans, nigga button up
I gave this up to you
This time it's for the money my nigga
Few divas, what more can I tell you?
So picture me lettin' these clowns nitpick at me
Private jets down to Turks and Caicos
Uh uh-huh uhh
The Martha Stewart, that's far from Jewish
Shut down I, not even P.E., I'ma ride
And no I ain't get shot up a whole bunch of times
Excludin' nobody, look what I embody
Times that by my influence on pop culture
You already know what I'm about, flyin' birds down South
I'ma snap my fingers on this one
So them rings and things you sing about, bring 'em out
Nobody truer than, H O V
And I'm back for more, New York's ambassador
Paint me like a pickany
The soul of a hustler, I really ran the street
You heard it all
Young, Hova the God, nigga blasphemy
Back to the music, the Maybach roof is translucent
There's never been a nigga this good for this long
What more can I say to you?
Let's go
What more can I say?
Or make up shit in a whole bunch of lines
And I ain't animated like say a Busta Rhymes
The next one I switch up, this one will get bit up
With so many different flows there's one for this song
Prime Minister, back to finish my business up
They don't, paint pictures, they just, trace me
God forgive me for my brash delivery
You know what? Soon they forget where they plucked
One-two and I won't stop abusin' it
I'm in new sneakers, dual-seaters
Nigga one life to live, I can't let a day go
I got a joint that'll knock yo' points off
Benz paid fo', friends they roll
For like half a billy, and yo' ass ain't lily
I ain't never scared, I'm everywhere you ain't never there
A CEO's mind, that marketin' plan was me
Now you know yo' ass is Willie when they got you in the mag
We gon' let this ride into the hook
And nigga, why would I ever care?
Movin' wet off the step, "Purple Rain" in a drought
I'm like, tough
By without me bein' fly or fresh to death
We'll see what happens when I no longer exist
I'm at the Trump International, ask for me
they whole style from, they try to reverse the outcome
Add that to the fact I went plat' a bunch of times
But the real shit you get when you bust down my lines
Get my grown man on
These fucks, too lazy to make up shit, they crazy
I don't mean to boast, but damn if I don't brag
White that mean that shit you write must be illy
Uh uh-huh
I'm not the one to score points off, in fact
Let me spell it for you
Stuntin' on hoes, brushin' off my shirt
Is this not why you are here?
Head to toe 'til the day I rest
Double U I, double L I E
This ain't the show, I'm just EQ'n it
Niggaz got a problem Houston! Heh
I say a B.I.G. verse, I'm only biggin' up my brother
Pound for pound, I'm the best to ever come around here
Turn the music up, turn me down
Songwriters: Thom Bell, Shawn Carter, Roland Lawrence Chambers, Kenneth Gamble, A Gonzalez, S Johnson
I know this much is true, true
Biggin up my borough, I'm big enough to do it
What more can I say to you?
But ain't nuttin' on my clothes 'cept my chain, my name
What up B, they can't shut up me
What more can I do?
Crist' caseloads, I don't give a shit
It's hard to yell when the bar-rell's in your mouth
To groupie girls, stop false accusin' it
In fact, I'm just previewin' it
S. Dots on my feet make my cipher complete
What more can I say?
Young H-O pitch the yay faithful
Fuck this!
Are you not entertained? Are you not entertained?
Them crackers gon' act like I ain't on they ass
And I don't wear jerseys, I'm thirty plus
Far from a Harvard student, just had the balls to do it
Even if they patrol I make payroll
I'm that thorough, plus I know my own flow is foolish
Guru, let's go get 'em again
But I remember vividly what these streets did to me
Either that or your flow is silly, it's both
And no I'm not through with it