I shuffle, most of 'em stunned by the hustle Recourse of bluff game's your muscle [Chorus - 0.75X] [Raekwon] Say what? ("Shaolin shadowboxing!") [R. Isley] Shit's
King of New York, now you wanna call a guard (THAT AIN'T GANGSTA) But it's too late when the guard show up cause your body's going straight to the morgue
let your soul feel her glide Pac Woman better yet Space Invader If your name was Chun-Li, we'd be playin Street Fighter Penny for your thoughts, a nickel
your styles, although you rhyme quicker No matter what you do, I'll always lace mine thicker Jealousy will make a fool die quicker than liquor Watch your back with your
I'm connected to a dime piece I check your styles, although you rhyme quicker No matter what you do, I'll always lace mine thicker Watch your back with your
ve still got to ante up When the cards have been folded And the last bluff's been called What will you be left with? Nothing or All There's so much
uh on Got these slim pickin's on my Charles Dickens I pack a Mac To make your back stiffen flip the script I act different The eyeball keep your distance
daughter, you wanna, call me You wanna call me out, you wanna call me out You wan', you wan', you wanna, wanna call me out a with the Trendy wear and your
your hood in the mean tints that's giant It's like the family that flipped on you for lyin' Buried you alive, left your whore cryin' We on your floor
Invader If your name was Chun-Li, we'd be playin Street Fighter Penny for your thoughts, a nickel for your kiss A dime if you tell me that you love me
the ho? Yo, I only knew this girl from a weekend ago And I figure she a freak, Cease would know So I called up my nigga, I?m like Cease what up, what
called his momma Told her, no joke, we got your son, she updated me on da drama Her voice trembled, she was hysterical The bounty was a hundred g's For her to ante
Your crying over spilled milk Demigodz whats up? Got a flask filled of that ole lucky number 7 brand Get rid of your first string I aint playing second hand Your
King of New York Now you wanna call a guard (That ain't gangsta) But it's too late when the guard show up 'Cause your body's going straight to the morgue
your empire imperial From Pakistan to imperial, imperial mindframe Must center your circle, the circle, of your center Wisdom must control it's outer, and it's
contract Yo' shot at they concert, it's locked on the concrete I'm Stone Cold, I mean I slap then stomp Then what's to stop my .40 glock from rumblin
yet Space Invader If your name was Chun-Li, we'd be playin Street Fighter Penny for your thoughts, a nickel for your kiss A dime if you tell me that
