Rock Shyt

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Fat Joe] Hey yo we gotta be the greatest I swear to god Got more rings than Kareem or Kobe on the lakers Been the realest niggas, check the cadence So much white on the table, yeah I been called racist Got that AR-15 for any nigga tryna jump I'm double (?) the gats, double (?) (?) in a house for a short sale And like J.P. Morgan, nigga we all bail Niggas greet the don with open arms (?), overseein' coka farms I know you think I exaggerate But that (?) make the feds exasperate Yeah, that means they in they feelings My baby girl can bunch a (?) from the kitchen ceiling Don't play yourself, Nintendo And I'm criminal minded I keep a gat at every window Niggas get different when you been to bars But you never lose friends You just learn who the real ones are Diggin in the Crates, that's my day ones How most of these rap cats can't go back to where they came from Crack [Verse 2: Lord Finesse] D.I.T.C. in the building Y'all already know, check this out When you tired of Listening to frauds auditioning for broads My shit religion You need to get up on the lord Cause nowadays, man, shit's retarded When it's cool to wear shit out your sister's closet Most got that Ciroc flow But ain't all that sharp Lyrically, you fingerpaintin' You call that art?! I do damage with a flow that's so savage I don't respond and answer y'all niggas below average So it's nothing to get murdered in the booth Why even keep it real when y'all allergic to the truth I know shit ain't the same, why sit and complain I was told throw on a uniform and get in the game I'm the ace of (?) with the insight to teach Got a mean hand on the game it's not polite to reach I ain't after fame, I'm just tryna craft my pain With enough bars to incarcerate half the game Will my team fall short That might mean never We'll be long here after the tight jean era Fuck outta here! [Verse 3: Diamond D] I'm Robert Johnson at the crossroads But I ain't talkin' to Yakub It's all butter when the (?) shows And then they like oh motherfucker not you The Grand Wizard like Theodore Menages with three or more, my nigga mi amor No (?), you can see the (?) Niggas been swimming in place and can't see the shore You (?) cats are not butter The (?) raps do not flutter Living in lies, you're not gutter So fuck your (?) my name do not utter Diamante, black (?) Sippin on some Pastis Spumante Applejack, Long Road, Vince Gigante Look a pig in his face like "no comprende" Godfather, Marlon Brando flow (?) Just in case your man don't know If you ain't about your business Your brand won't grow A No-show when promoters don't fare no dough, you know