The best that they ever seen, every line, every scheme
Down to the wordplay, been doin' this since seventeen
Niggas feelin' like Martin, but they could never dream
I'm like Malcolm, I'll X you by any means
They said I couldn't get money and see a check that's mean
How dare you doubt me, now I'm gettin' heavy cream
There with heavy cream, nigga, my Baretta mean
Look how many shots, a mascot tryna rep his team
Hopin', waitin', scopin', hatin'
You rappers, I've past yah, Mason
Don't know who you facin', I'm Michael, I'm Freddy, I'm Jason
I'm Marlon, I'm Sean, I'm Keenan my way in the door
Oh shit, forgot about Damon
These niggas want power, go ghost when the 'caine in
The tommy to your body got these niggas start changin'
And bodies start droppin', and it's funeral arrangements
The doc couldn't wait for this, the doc knows my patience stick
They don't believe in the god, must be athiest
The streets' locked, I told 'em it's D-Block, no Jadakiss
I could bring the street sweeper, don't bring the K in this
The Glock 9 but the hot 9, it be sprayin' shit
If it's drama, our niggas'll be slayin' shit
Drama hours, slayin' shit, I'm good with this
Bill Cosby, get a rape charge without puttin' this
And I can get your uncle murdered on some Brooklyn shit
I mean I stay with the pump like a hooker bitch
They try to stop me though, I told them niggas, "Not today"
Cause I was beatin' dudes in cyphers from a block away
They put them beats on them dudes like Dr. Dre
The 6'll go across your chest, Dr. J
Long live Chinx, but Queens still got the lle
And we stack bundles from here to Far Rockaway
They got me on Sway, let's do it proper
I've never been subliminal, I'm Frank like Sinatra
I'm dressed in all black, plus I move like a mobster
I do the linguini, the fettuccine or the lobster
See you gon' lose your noodle with me, and need a doctor
See you gon' need an angel here, you an imposter
Noodle, angel, yeah, nigga that's pasta
I still bring thunder to your block, Ibaka
The hammers that I got look like they came out of Contra
They nicknamed me meek but this mill is a monster
I run up on 'em quick, BOW, they like, "Who shot ya?"
These niggas still askin', give 'em a shell, Obama
I used to be broke, shit, I ain't have a dollar
But made futures in my plans, I'm fuckin' up some commas
I roll with them shottas, nicknamed them the Rastas
And they ain't ever scared, they warriors, Iguodala
I know you can't stand me
I ride around that city in a swammy
With the BM-dub or the Camry
Tim Allen with the tools, you know, those come in handy
My brother Fabolous with the 'caine, shit that's the family
I jump behind the wheel and let it peel, Xanny
You niggas ain't real, I'm in the field, Landry
You talk about the hands, I got them cans, pantry
You runnin' just your lips, I got that Smiff, yandy
Where I'm from, when niggas air heads it ain't the candy
These bullets 'bout the same size, nigga, as a Grammy
You try to run up, somethin' dark liquor, brandy
Or we can just wipe out homes, Hurricane Sandy
Lyrically on the top, I'm killin' niggas on blocks
Fuck a hitman, I could get Siri to get him shot
I'm a bad boy, they askin', did he get niggas popped?
And a Mets fan, that's why the city feel that I'm hot
It's the cypher on Doomsday, [?]
But this is where the game stops and we ain't talkin' 2K
This win here clearer, nigga, I ain't talkin' [?]
Caught bodies in London, they're still lookin' for you, K
Cause when I started rappin', they ain't listen before
I learned from Jordan and Bryant how to get 'em and score
I learned from Magic and Eazy 'bout hittin' it raw
I learned 'bout from Diddy and Biggie how to kick in the door
I learned how to get the juice watchin' Mr. Shakur
I learned from DMX on how to get on the floor
We at the next nigga's house, on the next nigga's scalp
It's NWX, nigga, we the best niggas out
