12 years of struggle, 12 years of hustle For 12 years couldn't stay my ass out of trouble Ran 12 spots to sell grass in the jungle For 12 years a motherfucker stashed on the humble! Like 11 big dudes on the line of scrimmage
I spit with the strength of Popeye on spinach. Give me 11 minutes, nigga, and your girl is finished Leave your ass heartbroke and your world diminshed
Caught 10 cases, 10 different files Seen the same face rocking 10 different smiles Bag 10 dimes with 10 different styles Glad the Knicks got rid of Chris Childs
There was these wild ass cats thought they had 9 lives, Trapped on 9th behind enemy lines It was two against 9 no escape this time Tapped their spine with a couple blasts from a 9
Chorus: Yo my brother is you with it, hey oh yeah I'm with it Yo son is you committed, I stay committed Making the digits, 4 ways to split it Souls Infinite, ya got to come and get it (Repeat 1x)
My moms used to tell me I should talk with my father You dropped 1 album with 8 different authors 8 different A&Rs, 88 offers I stick to Showdown, why even bother
I take 7 MCs put them in a line Add 7 more brothas that think they can rhyme It'll take 7 more before I go for mine Now that's 21 MCs ate up at the same time
6 million ways to die you know the rest I've got a 6th sense for shorties with big breasts It used to be who's the best and who's fresh You got something to say player take it to my chest
This is real hip hop like Fab Five Fred We murderin' tracks like 5 shots to the head You dead. We do it so the kids get fed Sing the song if you heard what I said
Chorus (Repeat 1x)
Build 4 corners, cross 4 waters Bloods' been shed for the New World Order A penny 4 my thoughts, I need 4 quarters I've got 4 names 4 my unborn daughter
I knew this European chick with 3 black kids With no idea of what black is Had 3 different niggas in just 3 years Even let my man hit it off just 3 beers
That's 2 too many, 2 peas in a pod 2 MCs or not, we're like Mo Cheeks & Doc 2 tumtables and 2 mics to rock Blow up spots to set up our own shop
Square One life to live so this life we give 1 Love to the ones who pump our shit Thump our shit in 1 room appartments Have your neighbors call the police department
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