Lyrics:
Hip Hop was dead I met
It in the life after
Vision in the hereafter
Listenin' to Donny Hatha
Tryin' to find a way to get my
People out the trap
started swelling
But thats the game for ya
Hid a stash to ya lawyers
Supreme court, Queens New York will bore ya'
Suited up, booted up, with the jail cut
charge a fee
Got your girl in the whip with a 63
Caught me in the trap with the hold thing
My competetion dead let me tag they feet
Get a aberlance
ya
Hid a stash to ya lawyers
Supreme court, Queens New York will bore ya'
Suited up, booted up, with the jail cut
Million dollar bail what?
Z put
on
Fuck around and set the bitch off like Queen Latifah
Hold on, hold on, yeah, going all out 'bout my dog like Scooby
And a nigga trap door swinging like
traps
Hear the hand claps uh
Where the party at?
Do the damn thing
Getcha gravy on
Cause I be gettin' it down
And your crazy on
Go
in the Methadone clinic
Ridin' with the pack like a Peloton
Flyin' with the sack in the trap like the pregnant
As it breaks in the backs from
you guess my name
What's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game
I watched with glee
While your kings and queens
Fought for ten decades
For the gods they
tonight's pregnant girls strugling to get a cab
Fiends lurkin', D's searchin', pat pockets
Kids put to bed duck, they heads from gas poppin'
Queens bridge
a plot hatched
In the sweet spot of that trap
Ask what she’s schemes
She say ‘oh this and that’
Then she snaps like a camera
In black with a flash
flyers with my name on it
Dick made the cover now count, how many veins on it
Scooby snack Jurassic plastic gas booby trap
Ten years working for me, you
flyers with my name on it
Dick made the cover now count, how many veins on it
Scooby snack Jurassic plastic gas booby trap
Ten years working for me, you
you hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you is the nature of my game
I watched the gleam while your kings and queens
Fought for ten decades
veux dire? Pay attention!
Soyez attentifs!
I never worship idols
I'm quick to say "Fuck Rockefeller!"
Got a wine seller
With a trap door to the bomb
and queens
Fought for ten decades for the gods they made
I shouted out "Who killed the Kennedys?"
When after all, it was you and me
When you meet me, have some
a whole 'nother region
Niggas didn't believe it until I gave 'em a reason
Stash spot in the trap house, I'm unpluggin' the freezer (uh)
Residue
watched with glee
While your kings and queens (whoo whoo)
Fought for ten decades (whoo whoo)
For the gods they made (whoo whoo)
I shouted out, (whoo
rather let another bitch holla
[Chorus]
Spend the rest of the life in the trap bein' grimy (oh yeah)
On the grind tryin' to stay out the county (oh)
Hope you guessed my name, ah yeah
'Cause what's confusing you
Is just the nature of my game
I watched with glee while your kings and queens
Fought
Hope you guessed my name, ah yeah
'Cause what's confusing you is just the
Nature of my game
I watched with glee while your kings and queens
Fought
yeah, yeah, I'm right here, gun in my right palm
Niggas try and trap me and cage me like my san
Oh shit, this mic on? Speakin' my thoughts, nigga
You
sets is strapped
Stay away from the clap you know the clap
You know to run away from the set
Come slip a nigga, stuck in the trap
Runnin' and duckin'
of the madam
Out the back of the Magnum
Then out the trap of enchantment
Bellerophon with a megaphone, megaman
Desert zone run marathons with sweaters
The Queen Bey said you better bow down, bow down
I been on, I been on, I been on
Tell me who gon' take me off
Take me off, take me off, take me off
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