Let me talk to 'em This what it come to Uh Look what the wind blew in You just beginnin' what I been doin' Open your cranium with a drill, let a pen screw in Kick the door, force the Allen Iverson shoe in Playin' both sides all up on the fence, you been (what you gon' do?) Scratch me, I'm poppin' up to the events you spin (surprise) Need security, so many dead and buried, presidential spin Sunk beneath 90-percent limo tints, I sit Gold belt buckle enhancements intense my drip Gymnastics I perfected in a sense my flip Any record suggested to be rinsed, I skip I'm stubborn and hard-headed (nah, fuck that) See a cloud of smoke and the car jetted Put a stamp on the product, it was marketed (that's me) Raise the bar, set it above where your arms stretchin' Havin' dreams I was losin' steam, you far-fetchin' (it's not possible) Tires rub members only like The Friars' Club Pliers tuggin' on you, wrap the body with a wire plug Throw it straight from the boat, not a designer drug Climbin' up the ladder of success until I'm high enough I'm drippy, won't bust a fit until I'm dry enough Wow, must've been away too long, because (uh-huh) My feelings are dead Yo, check me out now (I, uh) I feel no remorse H-A-V-O the chosen, stay golden Let a nigga get all his roses, stay focused One door closed, another one just opened One M, two M, three Ms, every day a weekend Goin' off the deep end with ALC Knowin' we the best, come on, they all see This one or that one? Fuck it, take all three Hatin' on yourself when you hate on me We Godly, they not even probably Things got rocky, only made me Rocky Wait up, nigga, my weight up, nigga Every verse you heard, I ate, nigga Walk in the park for us, the bars is up I don't rock with them lames, in Mobb we trust Cradle to the grave, fucker H-class ALC, my day-oner Alchemist, P, The Infamous, ALC When you put it in your fuckin' CD player That's what I'm talkin' 'bout