packs full of bullets Stop when I come through Big, Black, motherfucker fresh for '99 You suckas! (Chorus) You Ain't Fresh (7x) You a busta, nigga You Ain't Fresh (7x) You
major leagues Where more chicks call you "Papi" than Dave Ortiz Stand in the booth, barely at ease Right shoulder 'gainst the wall 'til my rhymes release
in this rap game After 30 million records and 7 years, ain't nothin' changed (ain't nothin changed) And everybody wanna be like the Bone And you can
to tell you, only if you know, wooo He flew right bye you, true demons follow and resume from the womb in the tomb I fool you, boom, boom, boom B-
And Kill A Bitch , You Shittin Me, You Think I'm Lyin When I Say I'm Pop By Bill, Bitch,You Shittin Me, I Lived Dirty All My Life But U Think It Aint
danger sometimes Blaze the flame and make your paper!We Bone Thug 'til we die Better support it and if you don't when you see me just pass me by! Hell
embarassed of you See that battle shit you talk about, I actually do [Chorus] You a battle MC? You ain't battle Shay We called you out in NYC, you ran
how you was battled and slainI get rude and go, to your show and use a rowof fans to BOO and throw you off 'til you lose your flowA pro mean like Joe
niggaz cool with a nigga, right? (that's right) 'Til one day after school, wakin' home, right? (Uh Huh) Them same thug niggaz ran up on a brother, right
To resurrect true rhyme God kingdom You should say amen when you see me When you pray I'm him then you believe me [Verse 6: Sha Rock from Funky Four +
I cross more borders than weight I serve you 24/7, ya'all can order this shit late And choose the language too, just go ahead You want norwegian or the
could they You could say, the biggest problem in the black community is lack of unity I love you but I ain't gon' let you pray for me So if you must
We can show and prove that [Talib Kweli] Yeah, it ain't old school or new school it's true school rap Beat you 'til you're blue and black, true dat,
by 7 equals the Grapes of Wrath is sour For all I know you might hate me, cause I ain't been able to write or send you a kite lately Just getting my mind
, ready to get up and grind! Chasing paper like a muthafucker, me and buddy Ro! Movin ounce after ounce after ounce of dat yayo! Making money what I love to do