solid granite, initiate global panic Harlem got me branded, rhythms jingle like bricks These niggaz face it or face off, give up or break north My lines
streets In the East I be known as Don Cartegena Claimin' the [unverified] like [unverified] Lacin' the China wit Menida to seller need repeater Or be a leader like a preacher or
Houston hustlers, who grinding and hit the quota Who fire and hit the doja, you high when you sniff the odor Told ya you gotta have, a foreign or buy
learn You know the sun shines as the Earth turns Nowadays is the ghetto germ, knockin off whoever concerned I dip your brain in the blood of fire, prophecize
Pain, bad man, bad man Make shots, boom, boom, boom, boom, bang Man we the best never the less You know we get it hot Fire flame, fire, fire flame Put
's how I do, aight For FUN, Hahahahahah, T.W.IsM. (Shaquille O'Neal) I get deeper then the fire thin Y'all wanna riot? It's like a rifle without the firing
so mother fuckers can't regroup, can't recoup I'll be damned if you get more points than me Sell more joints than me Steal your faith, take a puff, inhale my name Smoke
what we do, you know what we do Sit back and vibe with this true shit Well, I be arrangin' thoughts in my brain cell family [Unverified] embarking on incredible creative routes Understanding me is truth shining
a minister Drinks are on the house, the house is on the hill The hills are on FIRE, it started in the fields Smoke inhalation, no ventilation No fire
heat Like I brought the whole world my funky beat Mysterious is serious, I ain't no joke Fire from the depths of hell and you can smell the smoke Kickin
Deliberately messing up a good thing Or holding up a grind And You already knowing life's a big fight Against time Man Crime minds Really shine Who's
be back livin it up And If drop, you don't stop, keep lickin ya slugs [Prospect] Aiyo, it started off since 1979 A young nigga that was born and destined to shine
, one nine double nine, we shine Niggaz stack one's, act and and catch one Yo, all the money and the gunz is nothin' to me ?Coz I could withstand the challenge within' or
on to die on On sight, me and my niggas do it wrong or right I ignite, the fire, marijuana get's me higher Always drinking and smoking Philly's Getting
Stacka] I'm Mr. Everyday Chiefer Full of herb And this killer ass reefer got a nigger feeling swozy I'm slowly, creepin' up through the hood And I see my niggas, and the smoking
go Can we get higher, probably, it's not a thing Nigga's still talking 'bout Dollars, Obama just wanted change Decided you want that fire that go straight to your vein Or
bitch jumping, ha Look, we like shining, teeth glistening So when we talking, a nigga listen, what Do you understand the words, coming out of my mouth Or
smell smoke and somethin sizzlin thats her pussy so hey pussy play wit pussy or play pussy Chorus: BUT YOU CANT BLAME ME IF I SET THIS STAGE ON FIRE