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[DJ Kay Slay & Sheek Louch]
Ayy, yo
It´s DJ Kay Slay, The Drama King
The Living Legend, representin´ for the culture
And culture is a way of life

Sheek Louch, set it off
D-Block

[Sheek Louch]
Ayy, yo, peace, Lord, how y´all been?
It´s been a since we talked so I figure let me grab my pen
Basic shit, drinkin´ liquor, talkin´ shit at the games (Facts)
Couple niggas doin´ good but the rest is the same
Still fly, heart emojis and a bunch of flames (Donnie)
I got a shit load of money but I barely do chains
Nice watch, workin´ hard, like to sleep on the planes (Uh huh)
When I land, light up and get greeted with brains
Ha, Donnie, the Lionel Richie of the Commodores (Sheek)

For twenty years I been hotter than Bahama floors
O.G., so I was probably in your mama drawers (Ha ha)
Been gettin´ money since Ruff Ryder Cash Money tours (Woo)
Dead, and I still let that cannon off
Whole clip, I don´t plan on goin´ back and forth
Google me, nigga, ain´t nothin´ ´bout me been soft
Sincerely yours, hope this letter make it up north (Sheek)

[DJ Kay Slay]
Swervin´ through traffic on the Saw Mill
Headed to Yonkers
Styles P, let´s go

[Styles P]

I ain´t have a trap but I had a crack spot
I was movin´ black tops playin´ black cop
Seen a top on a lap before a laptop
Over bloody money, niggas let the gat pop
If you on the frontline, never back block
Then you better have a gat or be a sasquatch
We was have-nots, now we have knots
Smokin´ weed in the hatchback with a glass top
I still pay homage to all the Reaganomics
Flashbacks await, the H´ll make ´em vomit
Pushin´ the whip color like SuperSonics
Smokin´ Gary Payton while I´m playin´ Delfonics
Even when I´m lyin´, bitch, I´m bein´ honest
I ain´t with the drama but I´m with the honor
You should know that I got the llama
I´m burnin´ money and I´m burnin´ scama

[DJ Kay Slay]

Cruisin´ across the Brooklyn Bridge
Shouts to Marcy´s own Sauce Money
Let´s go

[Sauce Money]
If it´s money on the table, I´ll assault y´all kitchen (Uh)
For niggas with bright ideas, I´ll off y´all switchin´ (Uh huh)
Tryna block moves from gettin´ Sauce more chicken
Underhanded niggas like they Softball pitchin´ (Woo)
You got a job for haters, you better hire ´em swiftly (Come on)
´Cause once we locate ´em, then we expire ´em quickly
I´m the one, akh
Without a gunshot at Curtis

This is how it sounds when you fire that 50 (Woo)
I open-palm haters and suckas get backhands (Yeah)
I pick off emcees to pick on rap fans
You find your stomach shrinkin´, let me help you with your thinkin´
Sometimes my punchlines turn into lap bands (Talk to ´em)
Niggas worse than hoes, fuck what he tell she (Fuck ´em)
Sucka for love, niggas want T-L-C
You could keep dreamin´, but I´ma keep leanin´
And keep heat steamy while screamin´, "Free LG"

[DJ Kay Slay]
Pushin´ up that West Side Highway to Harlem
Nino Man, Twelveth Street
Let´s go

[Nino Man]
Yo, they say I´m the chosen one like Neo
Nah, bitch, I´m Nino
Trapped out the Rio, crack rocks of kilos
Niggas send shots and miss, they better reload
´Cause when I send shots it´s ???, they gotta relocate
Wait, I move like I´m runnin´ late
No time for nobody, I´m sorry, I want the cake
I mean, I´m not even really sorry, I´m bein´ fake
I mean, how could you ever be sorry for bein´ great?
I mean, they be knowin´
I could slide in they main dame when the baby showin´
Can´t even stay in they own lane and they be bowlin´

Don´t ever loan ´em a damn thing ´cause they be owin´
That´s why they lady hoe´in´
I can´t believe all this hate I see
I got the juice over here, you gotta drink Hi-C
I´m with your boo gettin´ head like a state I.D
Look, I could never be fake, I´m me
Nino Man

[DJ Kay Slay]
You know how that bike life go down
One wheel up in the sky up Lenox Ave
Vado, let´s go

[Vado]
Yo, unleash your fingers with pressed keys
Chains on galore before it was just ???
Be in Hell´s Kitchen cookin´ up like the ???

Off-white shirts lookin´ like they 3X tees
Yeah, we now orderin´ less weed
Fiends movin´ fast on the water like jet skis
I´m the type to eat with you, call for the check, please
´Fore you send your soldier in, make sure you check these
Bitches gettin´ kicked to the curb in they best Birken
Move to any county in Jers´ except Bergen
Pull up in that Maybach pearl with the red curtain
Ask niggas they networkin´ or neck workin´
Tryna cop numbers, I´m hopin´ the net workin´
Bus comin´ in every day, the connect workin´
Huh, understand the mindstate
Now you could understand the crime rate

[DJ Kay Slay & RJ Payne]
Doin´ 90 down the turnpike to Philly
RJ Payne, represent, bruh
Payne

[RJ Payne]
Tre Eight snub clean the buildin´
Clip full of slugs, they think it´s Serena Williams
Shit is like a drug, been tryna repeat the feelin´
Termites in a barrel, these bullets´ll eat your ceilin´, Payne
Every rhyme is stellar, different kind of fella
Dillinger with the six-pack, the Teyana Taylor
Medusa face on my Versaci, word to Donatella
My chicken got these niggas sick, shit is salmonella
When you this damn special, they can´t catch you
I fight and I shoot, Van Damme and Van Exel
Out the park shit, grand slam, it´s ancestral
Dead a man, them rubber bands, these hands stretch you
Fuck who nice, nigga, who play greater?
Slay said he need a verse, it came two days later
I let these sucka niggas prove they haters
Diss me on Monday, they read about you in the Tuesday paper
Payne

[DJ Kay Slay]
Fresh off a flight front Flint, Michigan
Jon Connor, close it out

[Jon Connor]
Let me just set the record straight
My résumé is the best to date, nigga, let´s debate
Michigan, I´m from the water-is-lead-infested state
Where niggas rather be dead than safe
Starve and dyin´ over bread and cake
Judge know he gon´ send you to the feds before the lawyer even pled the case
Adrenaline buildin´
Connor back killin´ these niggas with Slay
And I know you was missin´ that feelin´
They like, "He got a deal and went missin´"
No, he got a deal and they tried to convince him I needed permission to finish the vision that Allah intended
You got it, I get it
And I will admit it, that Connor just prob´ly ain´t meant for the system
Peep my position
Disappeared and came back like a fuckin´ magician
Mad with a swag like you fuckin´ my bitches
You thought with the toughest intentions, predicted to tuckin´ your dick in when shit get in sync
Them be the niggas I hate and be talkin´ the loudest
See, most of these niggas is cowards
Keep runnin´ your mouth and they buyin´ fresh caskets and flowers
Warnin´, I just took a bottled water shower this mornin´
Flint shit, the reason behind all the passion when I´m recordin´
Pissed off, so I´ma let your bitch fuck me ´til my dick soft
Porn shit, long-ass tube socks and won´t even take my kicks off
If you ask me, the universe gave y´all four years to try to pass me
And now that we back on course, I´m fuckin´ y´all over with no remorse
A boss, I own my own shit
Now I ain´t gotta postpone shit
Revolution on my mind like the black fist on the comb pick
It´s finna get ugly
This time they not takin´ it from me, this ain´t for the money
This time, I´m fuckin´ they bitch while I´m doin´ the Dougie
This the preview of the shit I got comin´
Gone