[Chorus]
They wanna know
(All you have to do)
know how I do
Maybe you don't (All you
have to do is call me... call me)
Why you playing, why you playing?
I be going like two and two
With some hot shit
ready to spit for you
With the songs that you love
just to get you through
[Verse 1]
Back in effect
I'm back to collect
Got the respect
Which will turn into
the cash or a check
You can, pay me in fear,
you can pay me with love
You can, pay me in tears or
you can pay me in blood
Spray me with slugs, and the
revolution live, I never die in vain
The writer might be dead but
the piece remain on the train (yea)
The music help you be true
to yourself, accumulate wealth
So what I spit is the
embodiment I do for self
As a teen it was kinda
hard to find a job
I took over my writer's
bloc and ran it like a spot
I'm Pimp C in this game
nigga, I'm a hard
But I'm never feasting on it,
keep speaking on it God
That's what they say
when I'm building,
I keep my dialogue street
But still spiritual like we
deep inside a mosque
Or the sin of God that
don't preach or go where
the sinners are
And keep the fire burning
like a slum lord in the Bronx
[Chorus]
Of course I will
'cause you know how I do
Maybe you don't (All you
have to do is call me... call me)
I be going like two and two
With some more hot
shit ready to spit for you
With the songs that you
love just to get you through
Ma
[Verse 2]
Rhyme writer from nine to five
It's the 25 to lifers with the
balance of the acrobatic high wires
The pain of the slave with
his back feeling like fire
'cause the whip talking to
his ass like Knight Rider
Most of these rappers now
days be sounding like liars
Got visions of guns in they
head like the Pied Piper
When I bust they start to
disappear like my lighters
'cause they shit is faker than
the dreads on Mikah Phifer
The industry is in trouble
Plus these industry
niggaz is fake,
so they tend to be in a bubble
So I hit the block where
they're known to thicken the plot
Sticking up cops, kids be
pocket-picking they Glocks
(my man)
Balling outta control, don't be
forgetting that niggaz is broker
than dishes at a Greek wedding
They might try to run up on
you, take your life quick
It's like this when you walk
the strip up on the night shift
[Chorus]
Let 'em know
Of course I will
'cause you know how I do
Maybe you don't (All you have
to do is call me... call me)
I be going like two & two
With some more hot shit
ready to spit for you
With the songs that you
love to get you through
Ma
[Verse 3]
This right here the bare
essentials with no extras y'all
I kept it raw from the school
of thought where less is more
Brooklyn is cooking and I
blessed it with the special sauce
I got the soul of a prophet
and never take a loss
Fresher than kicks out the box,
the kids on the block
That is street hungry trying to
get that sweet honey out the rock
Crack in the socks when
they click the row thicker
than sour sop
Listening to my black power rock
Music, of this hip hop
we be rock to it
I'm a river, you a valley,
watch me run right through it
You wanna learn how to do it,
tell the truth in your single first
Lil' Kim went to jail for what
you do in every single verse
(free Lil' Kim)
Lyrics is perjury, your beats
is more plastic than surgery
And we in the United
States of emergency
One of the main reasons
none of you lames worry me
Is I change lanes like I change
planes and change currency
[Chorus]
They wanna know,
tell them (All you have to do is call me)
of course I will
'cause you know how I do
Maybe you don't (All you have
to do is call me... call me)
I be going like two and two
With some more hot
shit ready to spit for you
With the songs that you
love to get you through
Ma