off like ink alarms Got styles under the wing like spread is booked under my arms Niggas couldn't see me with closed circuit TV tryin to peep my steez
that and that's just common sense what the [Pusha T:] Came in the game, 8 years prior 8 years later, your mans on fire My Book of Eli, to all my subscribers
Will rasta Lake, never revealin his face on TV or pictures or even them niggaz Sorry that I made you wait long, glad them fakes gone [beat scratches
hero but you never really takin shit Fuck around with me I leave your ankles split Desert Eagle with extended clips, wishin death to enemies You hate on me, you a fake nigga You a fake
girls who's only ten The ones who watch videos and do what they see As cute as can be, up in the club with fake ID Careful, 'fore you meet a man with HIV You can host the TV
Ill Will rasta Lake, never revealin his face on TV or pictures or even them niggaz Sorry that I made you wait long, glad them fakes gone {*beat scratches
I got a PC, you got a Mac I'm giving you flak for your AirPort I read books and you watch TV You wanna be free to relax more But when I think about the
I'm equal no matter, how much I make I can't escape fate, the date as I await As I await, I can't fake Can't fake, I can't fake, I'm true with it [Khujo
I can smile and laugh I got 20's on my bentley An iron cage in front of my pad And I still mean muggin Throw up west-side in my photo shoot And got TV
ghetto where they will pack metal Ghetto kids watch tv with only five channels Caught in this slum life I'm abortin' this shit for the real and fake
now you can't get up Why because you froze the moment we met up And I never run punk, I go head up I ain't no fool and new jack poppin fake rap I rap