They keep a good man down Always keep a smile they want me to frown the vibes and I stood my ground They will never take my crown Who jah I say no man curse Things getting better when thought it would get worse Here comes the officers for a search They found no weapon just a draw first
I y'all niggaz is second guessin' the state I'm in Bitch, I'm in to makin' hit records that spin rims So when 'Flex' get it, he bomb it once, bomb it twice New York park your car, turn off your lights And "50" you have it, when Rule' spit to the masses I got yo attention J-Lo's ass
I know niggaz is second guessin' the state I'm in Bitch, I'm in to makin' hit records that spin like So "Flex" get it, he bomb it once, shit bomb it twice New York city park car, turn off your lights And "50" you have it, 'cause when Rule' to the massed I got yo attention J-Lo's ass And if it's we talkin' I calmally smash em' Personal foul cole, when I sexual harass em' bitches want you beat it with passion
Niggaz want to you to up and clap em' Hide the body nuthin' happened Niggaz to get they money and stick to rappin' Or end up like one of the Jackson's beware of your 'Cause you don't wanna meet desert e' With that hair pin trigger so to squeeze And no matter how you cut me I'm always Like "Black" "It's a hundred and eighty seven muthafucka"
They keep a good man down Always keep a smile they want me to frown Keep the and I stood my ground They will ever take my crown Who jah I say no man curse Things getting better they thought it would get worse comes the officers asking for a search They found no just only a draw first
You know can't keep a real nigga down, no Not what niggaz can even wash up it's federal Comin' and snicthes on a pedestal, glorify Had to put niggaz in jail fo' life, ain't no in they eye But who, Ja' 'em with tha sizzla touch Thing's gettin' better when thought it would get worse So I bomb first, and in the heat, knowin' to hell I send em' in And I ain't talkin' devils or demons, be happy ya breathin'
And cowards get to hiccupin' and Leavin' every soul cold, and bodies more a day old Driving down on a yayo and it, like fuck it addict to hutslin', no one can ever be trusted Who told the feds' to ya Why you in darken looking for sharks in the ocean to rise to coast man Just look around will never back down And y'all can ever take my crown, niggaz
They keep a good man down Always keep a when they want me to frown Keep the vibes and I stood my They will never ever my crown Who jah bless I say no man Things getting better they thought it would get worse Here the officers asking for a search They found no weapon just only a draw
Murder inc, shit, inc, yeah murder inc Murder inc, we do this shit, we do this This thang called this thang we call nigga In the booth, I get's the job done you know me Holla back,