[Produced by Terrence McKenzie & Oscar O'Neill]
[Queens Bound, A Express]Verse 1:
Who he be? Where he stay? Why you credit him?
I be the chief, the head-honcho, the veteran
45 seconds of audio heroin
It’s always been about the Benjamins
Let me tell you what my day's like
In the morning, I’m heel-toeing at your grave site
I leave and then I come and do it right back
I caught a case for beating Jesus with a spiked bat, how you niggas like that?
Cooking rappers, got to get my diet on
Everytime I rhyme it's like discharging a firearm
You ain't never seen a style like this
Watch me break it down, I'll break it down like thisVerse 2:
My rap persona is Afrikka Bambatta
A little Nasir Jones, a little Tariq Trotter
The number one Chief Rocka, the street sweeper
This is musical street opera, main event shit, showstopper
Pound for pound, I’m the hardest around town
I walk around town with the crown locked down, look
I got the game locked down like a vice grip
Serving niggas cold cuts with an ice pick
I’m going gorilla, I’m blacking out like I adjusted the light switch
Repeatedly dropping bombs like I'm fucking with ISIS
Who you calling at the time of a crisis, dog? The ghostbusters?
Hold that down, keep those thoughts to yourself
You could achieve what you want, never limit yourself
A man amongst men, I run the village myself
So hey, you, get off my dick!
You don’t know me and you don’t know shit!
Who he be? Where he stay? Why you credit him?
I be the chief, the head-honcho, the veteran
45 seconds of audio heroin
It’s always been about the Benjamins
Let me tell you what my day's like
In the morning, I’m heel-toeing at your grave site
I leave and then I come and do it right back
I caught a case for beating Jesus with a spiked bat, how you niggas like that?
Cooking rappers, got to get my diet on
Everytime I rhyme it's like discharging a firearm
You ain't never seen a style like this
Watch me break it down, I'll break it down like thisVerse 2:
My rap persona is Afrikka Bambatta
A little Nasir Jones, a little Tariq Trotter
The number one Chief Rocka, the street sweeper
This is musical street opera, main event shit, showstopper
Pound for pound, I’m the hardest around town
I walk around town with the crown locked down, look
I got the game locked down like a vice grip
Serving niggas cold cuts with an ice pick
I’m going gorilla, I’m blacking out like I adjusted the light switch
Repeatedly dropping bombs like I'm fucking with ISIS
Who you calling at the time of a crisis, dog? The ghostbusters?
Hold that down, keep those thoughts to yourself
You could achieve what you want, never limit yourself
A man amongst men, I run the village myself
So hey, you, get off my dick!
You don’t know me and you don’t know shit!
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