Let’s Be Specific

Lyrics

[Chorus: Funkmaster Flex] One time, one time, one time Style's kinda different, but let's be specific One time, one time, one time Style's kinda different, but let's be specific [Intro: Funkmaster Flex] This is flavor right here, 60 minutes, y'all [Verse 1: Cool Whip] You's just wasn't ready for real, so here's the deal No type remorse when I pull steel, kill you and your fucking horse I'm in the midst of musical moments Lyrical guns bust, Bibles you trust and body parts turn to dust Explain and slain, you turn slave, you're like Batman Running to your bitch ass Batcave Be aware when your women's in term, I sperm grenades Got you swimming while you're dreaming in Cool Whip semen Headaches are like earthquakes, breaking you down And crying out for your lady, motherfucking crybaby [Chorus: Funkmaster Flex] One time, one time, one time Style's kinda different, but let's be specific One time, one time, one time Style's kinda different, but let's be specific [Verse 2: Havoc] But fuck that, we juxing If you got what we like, it gets tooken Put you on your back, send you on your way, yo, good looking Now we catching a cab to Halsey & Lewis in Brooklyn Getting tore up from the floor up, hit the dress store up Got the 80 auto in case a nigga wanna roll up Get your motherfucking shit swole up Now it's back to Queens to serve fiends Making G's by any means, my eyes on my enemies Sipping Hennessy, with my mind on some crime shit One-time searching me, but never ever find shit It's the everyday, get the loot then breeze Though my goal is to leave outta state, push ki's [Verse 3: Tragedy Khadafi] The Queen's nation, representation, I represent Bulletproof, 3 and a quarter, chrome rims and tint Forever bent off the Henny demon, niggas is scheming My crews mega wit more gunplay then Sega Pick up the cellular, call Capone-N-Noreaga The nickel plated auto when I rep for dolo Fuck one time, I'm bucking back at the po-po It's the Dainy got me acting like that Squeeze MAC's outta states, ass, money and tracks I'm addicted to the C.R.E.A.M., I need cheese and stacks So I'ma die trying with AK's and MAC's [Chorus: Funkmaster Flex] One time, one time, one time Style's kinda different, but let's be specific One time, one time, one time Style's kinda different, but let's be specific [Interlude: Raekwon] Yo, yeah, yeah, word up kid, word up, check it, check it, yo [Verse 4: Raekwon] It's the key money, time to get the stacks and maintain Analyze papes, staying drape wit heavy chains The Clan has built, pouring armarettos in milk Rap skin kilt flex nothing but fly silk For real, Shaolin, house of wilding, house medallion Peace to cats profiling on the island Walk the view, play the view, cash in my crew If I feel shiest, watch the ice turn blue But for now, milk the cow wit the know how Chef be on the low down, sidewalk chalk wit the White Owls He, yo, niggas who bless cassettes Peace my niggas, one love to Funkmaster Flex [Verse 5: Freddie Foxxx] I'm in the hole nigga knocking in sing-sing Barefoot in draws from jacking yours nigga 'cause you saw 99 pushups, I'm fiending for the mic I'm starting to bug the fuck out, I'm stomping on mice They feed me like an animal, my style is mad wild Now back in population, I refuse to crack a smile Ever since I blew trial, my attitude is fucked up Anybody say shit to me is getting stuffed up Petty dope dealers, pimps and big players Foxxx got the block rock down to Rhymesayers I'm born on one's crafty shank ripping skulls Chopping mad niggas to the blade is mad dull [Chorus: Funkmaster Flex] One time, one time, one time Style's kinda different, but let's be specific One time, one time, one time Style's kinda different, but let's be specific