rockin' J's Wininng and getting money Wininng and getting money Wininng and getting money Wininng and getting money [Fabolous] I put footprints in them couches I put so much in my two step
Yo Common calm down, you gots to calm down!) This Grape tried to step to me, with his arms down Lesson number one - when you're ready to throw never step
' We got two 'Killing Jokes' We got two 'Adolescents' Two 'Peni's' and two 'The Crews' We got two 'Someone Got Their Head Kicked Ins' We got two 'Declines', two
' Look how many hugs I get See the problem is I speak to suburban kids Who otherwise woulda never knew these words exist These moms probly woulda never gave two
up, no's and G's know Bottles in the air, middle fingers to the sky My niggas don't dance 'cause we all gettin' high Semi in the waist, two-steppin'
on the edge. And if you told me it would stay this way I'd take two steps to send me anywhere but this place. A fall to the earth. Two steps could send
emcee to diss subliminally, every line dissected Yeah, I diss you on the internet, to your face and on record For the record, I know the muck from which out you have stepped
the weak Dangerous streets and coney island beach All this included when you go for a tour Some can get scandolous and outright raw When you step, step
money man Get up out in these, in these streets man Yo, so what's the deal god? I'm sayin, what you need though? Yo let me have like, two or three,
Common, calm down, you got's to calm down) This Grape tried to step to me with his arms down Lesson number one, when you're ready to throw Never step
everybody, everybody, everybody Come on everybody let's baseball Swing is the is of my step Plug Two, groove a gut On gets by when it's kept Three miles to my step
Hong Kong, Tokyo and Singapore New York, Boston and Baltimore They'll take you right down where you don't want to go If you talk too fast and you walk
me Body Beautiul Beale. It's true. That was my whaddyacallit... my sobriquet - "...are living on Long Island in a garbage-ridden, filthy, 28-room house with fifty-two
molecules, you assumed I fell victim to, hip-hop blues You way off I stay on tour often rockin spots on the California coast, range you know back to Boston
made a song or two What's the balance due on your royalties? Record companies spoil me As the ... hot oil me Fuck that savage back up Wu-Tang step inside
praised but still blaze in the battle The ruff days, these two bullets niggaz tattle I'm immune to them tuff-talk, them big boy stanze You coming in pairs, then two
these two men away Off of the car and out and down, Down to the jail Brockton town. There's been a killing and robbery At Slater Morrill's shoe factory; You two
