Champagne nights on the corner mad heavy Around the time when I was beefing with Wizzy Starks stayed in clay-borne drawers Thinking bitches down, they mayn't come through Damn near kissed the ground jumping out of big *** with Benetton pajamas on I line my soldiers up, strategize, and I move my points Should've been Italian, how I'm getting that Parmesan Talking bout the ones you keep putting those commas on And I'ma keep hope alive Cause mad lil niggas look up to me outside Breaking dawn and blunt it, gems in they mouth I drop a drool, they see the C ciphers then bounce Peace guard, you see Rayo, tell him I said I was in the east, the nigga Daba cut off his dreads I'll be back around 6 p.m. Drew my prayers around 1 o'clock Plus I gotta pick up these gems Cause it's going down tonight at the garden Mary and Maxwell, Drew Hill, I'm supposed to be starring You know how I do, son Nugget stones with the blue ones And coming with me is a few guns I think he's on that *** again Twisting niggas out hard, getting rid of them You gamble on rap, you're my medicine Bet against me, you're on a hat Where your *** head can't fit a bitch I think he's on that *** again Twisting niggas out hard, getting rid of them You gamble on rap, you're my medicine Bet against me, you're on a hat Where your *** head can't fit a bitch Telekinesis, simple instrumental thesis I can hop on a track, relax, then remain speechless Peep this, unclose down the gift store For a thousand dollar sneakers More than a dozen pair with him, share them with his cousin Wu-Tang slang, boomerang back like Reggie Hutton From New York City to Philly to Los Angeles The Wu-Tang slang is mad dangerous You cannot think there is a nigga I make your brain shrink My lyrics are vitamins, I go from A to Zinc And yeah, I got the iron just in case the MC think He could take it to the streets and watch his ass become extinct Like a Tyrannosaurus Rex I turn your *** face to Jonah Hex Ayo, last night my sugar was 500 That log cabin syrup on them flatjacks Took it to Skyhunter, that's 13 units of insulin Brought it back down and everything is officialin' Like Michelin, counting bread like Maserati Rick Out in Michigan and all my old girlfriends is jumping on my dick again I think he's on that *** again Twisting niggas out hard, getting rid of them You gamble on rap, you're my medicine Bet against me, you're on a hat Where your *** head can't fit a bit I think he's on that *** again Twisting niggas out hard, getting rid of them You gamble on rap, you're my medicine Bet against me, you're on a hat Where your *** head can't fit a bit I think he's on that *** again