This Representative got your back, can you see me [Top Dog] On your TV's and your cd's, you can see three Individuals bringin nature to your table See
so what to tell dem CB push unmarked V's with diamond marquees Unblemished, unfinished, til I unload Un-Usual-ly Suspect-ed but fuck it Unaffected by
to the streets, put the duece duece to your hat Then call up the pigs, tell them the rooster's back Call Jadakiss, tell him that duke is back I'm still by your side
the streets, put the duece duece to your hat Then call up the pigs, tell them the rooster's back Call Jadakiss, tell him that duke is back I'm still by your side
my signal over Gotham, I'll be true It is my distinct pleasure to come down from my grass get off of my front porch and save all your asses and in the
de come down Original gun yapper, put down your water gun [Red-1] Whoever your God is, say your prayer and bye 'Cause everybody a fin go, it your turn
appears outta no where like da information contain by the phycic like it or not i pay dues and expect to be paid back why da fuck should i freestyle
and kicks To stacks of vocal breaks life pays when Kid said, "Pete makes beats in the basement" Cold hit, the pavement, over to the chill side The real side
Rolls Royces Attackin' me will leave youth with no voices The choice is yours not mine, hang with me I'll have you freestyle and bombin' graffiti We
by and watch everybody die Niggas into gangs thangs and narcotics Freak bitches riches and hydrolics Pull heat knock you off yo feet Clear the whole block both sides
on your bitch Down Low The flow that you spoke was too damn original The shit that you wrote was too damn digital Funk as vis-sion back to your mama I
ll fuck up his own cash Take your little freestyle and shove it up your ass Followed by the "oohs" and "aaahs" Your foolish pride gonna fuck around and put you on the loosin' side
, I coulda macked your mother But Life is Too $hort, so I kept it undercover Now you're all grown up, with your partners rappin' But old Short Dawg'll your
me My form's like karate Freestyle is infinite My mind's a temple I reside in its pyramid I know ya' hearing it I feel your attention Your thirst
like you theres no other Sincerely Yours, Cuban Link, your twin your brother Baby I love you! [Outro] I still got your back twin Your brothers here You even got your
but only if it's weed Skunk with no seeds! - A sip of Hennessy. Pass to D! - Or maybe movin' solo! Never with a skeezer by my side, that's a no-no. Tell
do ya, your boxing game is straight manure Been the King of the Ghetto, since 1999 I remain groove in my kingdom, with my nine right by my side I lay
selling drugs to get that pay, but God done mad a way For me to stack my ends my paper, my moola my feddy And caught this world by surprise, I knew you