it s tek man niggas can t tell me shit i do what i do like i do for the hood pop tools pop jewels burn backwoods slay djs who think they untouchable renegade never been afraid mcs get it too the moral of the story is this i used to say get off but this time suck my dick i m from bk home of b i g and aaliyah watch how the pound of the four fifth leave ya i guess i m back where i started opening up for buckshot and just rapping retarded i hate the life that i m living i need it don t believe me ask my wife and my children see i m back on the street packing the heat royalty checks equal to crack in the street niggas like fuck crack ruck rap to the beat i m like all right i ll be back in a week listen from day one i had bad start to eat moms stole meat out of pathmark i ain t playing i went from depraved in the street to blazing heat to blazing heat to hazen street did a couple of months and came home thought about what i did did the same shit i ain t come back home niggas like why you done that homes i don t know shit fuck i don t know the saga continues the motherfucking drama continues buck brought a bomb to ya interview and blew off the main topic what s up with boot camp clik son they ain t knocking they ain t hot n ain t dropping the now topics but listen nigga this is how i pop shit i don t mean moet corks when the poet talks every line leave you blind when the mind get lost rhymes are enforced with action cause everybody looking like is they slacking are they back in what s cracking nigga i m hip hop like the back spinning never change the fact that i did it back then  way before this all began back when i wasn t rapping i was scrapping for ends stopped crime started rhyming knapsack and my tims chart climbing y all comp can get a gat to ya ribs there s a thin between what i rep and i live when you violate mine i m getting back at you kid don t let it get to the gun clapping and shit plastic wrap back smack you in the back of ya wig i make it so you won t get back to ya crib break your wrist never scratch you never wreck it again take a risk never steal from steele and tek again take the fifth cock the hammer let it rest on your chin my dudes destine to win fuck ya thoughts wanna brawl dog my team love the sports and so ya thinking i m the one like jet li test me steele will leave you resting i can t take this blood boiling pressure rising open my eyes and we narrowed down to seven guys and so you ask about the god d o i m top notch holding my spot gun by my crotch you think not i m respected and feared around here and so i must be prepared around here you know everything that glitters ain t gold you hoe getting pimped by niggas you don t know that s whoa watch out for cars that move slow windows low i was taught by the best to do the one and gain control of this game and be sold not told and so i ma rep for b double o t c a m p cause i m top d o g number three you know me from the o g c s that blow trees fucking with them cocoa b s fucking with them cocoa b s fuck everything you been told shit like buck ain t never went gold he never have a platinum hit he on that underground backpack rapping shit sean price if you for real than you know the deal and sooo you still peeping my words words that get niggas locked up in 73rd you forgot who we are have you lost all your respect for my squad 2