Deeper than Atlantis, yeah
I pray like a prayin' mantis, yeah, it's all day, yeah
Doc and Meth, nigga
Brick City, yeah, Staten Island, yeah
Let's go, yup, let's go, yo
Yeah, I'm comin' down yo' block
And my sound's so loud it'll make a nigga stop
He recognize who remains on top
Let the motherfucker know, you never heard this before
Yeah, I'm comin' down yo' block
And my sound's so loud it'll make a bitch stop
She recognize who remains on top
Let the motherfucker know, you never heard this before
Yo, it's Funk Doc, my style never change
Boy, I think I still got it, like Eddie Cane
'Cause, nights like this, I bring the pain
Introducin' 11th member of Wu-Tang, Liu Kang
Doc's spittin' fire out the palms
Sign the check and me and the world get it on
If rap fail, you can bet I'm doin' a porn
My Mobb is Deep, we know how to ride in the storm
I'm like Vince Vaughn, I keep it Old School
For the family I go to war like two-twos
Throw it on Youtube, tell 'em I'm ready
Biggie said he got room for me when I'm ready
Fast lane livin', Mario Andretti
Greasy lookin' like them characters in 'Belly'
Close your eardrums, this a recordin'
Don't be unaware like the mayor of New Orleans, nigga
Yeah, I'm comin' down yo' block
And my sound's so loud it'll make a nigga stop
He recognize who remains on top
Let the motherfucker know, you never heard this before
Yeah, I'm comin' down yo' block
And my sound's so loud it'll make a bitch stop
She recognize who remains on top
Let the motherfucker know, you never heard this before
These niggas wanna be Biggie, niggas wanna be Tupac
The only problem niggas is you not look
I got this two-shot dillinger, one shot for killin' ya
If you ain't la familia, nigga, I'm not feelin' ya
Hot wheelie the block, watch the billin'
We are hip hop, real and you not, lock the buildin'
Got them ziplocks, ounces of weed, countin' some G's
Up in this bitch spot, a nigga like me, I don't do tight tees
Or flip-flops, been a goon since the womb
And my dad had that herringbone chain with the spoons
Check the wristwatch, the size of the guns
Ain't hard to tell that he a big shot, don't plot on my ones
I carry the Faith like Big 'Pac, I carry the weight
See y'all don't get too carried away and pay me what my salary say
Ha, Meth Doc, gettin' that guap, fuck your feelings
This is hard rock, stirrin' the pot, watch me get 'em with this
Yeah, I'm comin' down yo' block
And my sound's so loud it'll make a nigga stop
He recognize who remains on top
Let the motherfucker know, you never heard this before
Yeah, I'm comin' down yo' block
And my sound's so loud it'll make a bitch stop
She recognize who remains on top
Let the motherfucker know, you never heard this before
Ayo, get that rap game on lock, nothin'
Rhymes like ours need E on production
Lil' kids listenin', we might corrupt 'em
Public Enemy, Chuck D can't trust 'em
Name ain't Justin but I rock Timberlands
Doctor, right, with the penicillin in
Get it? New Jersey Drive like midget
Ask five-oh and Dee-Bo how I whip it
Yo Meth, can you kick it? Yes, I can
And the kid stay frost like a Mexican
What's good, vatos? Crops and candy cane?
I got those 357's and three dice, I shot those
Every rapper talkin' 'bout he hot, he not though
Hate to bust bubbles but that's what niggas get popped for
Look, I got my glove, bat and ball
Catch me pitchin' in the trap slingin' drug raps and all
Let's go
Yeah, I'm comin' down yo' block
And my sound's so loud it'll make a nigga stop
He recognize who remains on top
Let the motherfucker know, you never heard this before
Yeah, I'm comin' down yo' block
And my sound's so loud it'll make a bitch stop
She recognize who remains on top
Let the motherfucker know, you never heard this before
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