it's hard to ask for help Stop looking for the easy way out My trust has gotta be earned From every mistake a lesson to learn You'll never learn
on a whole isn't even twenty years old Fifty years down the line, you can start this cuz we'll be the Old School artists And even in that time, I'll
him up I rip 'em up right out the dump truck 'cause I'm [Chorus] Spiderman, Spiderman, try'na see how much you know you can He sports the tec's, any size You
into you Ic' dodge interviews, one flip of the mack, take all ten of you This message intended to, who's ever offended duke Yeah you my nigga, but you
for you Gonna make you a star give you fifty thousand too. I told him my Momma didn't raise no fool. I'll take your money I'll make you a movie But
the red tent There your host, Willaby Rags, will strap you in And you shall experience, the wheel! So gather and watch, look and learn The ways of the
said it and i didn?t even sweat it so if you want the title you can try to come and get it i?ll guarantee you?ll regret it like swimin with sharks no
you put your head on the line where you decided to tell Now you gotta a nice price on it like you was on sell You know the streets is real the youth the
you Ice packs Better watch what you do When you sleep with a woman That's on the edge In your bed Cause you'll be resting In red Killa killa They'll
s Candahar You gonna see so much red you think your man on Mars That concrete that's under your feet gon land on hard I got gooms that stand on guard
stop rhymin' like you're brand new Parallax, we see right through, nobody's fool Unglue, you're molecules'll send you back together I'm Leviathan, lickin
shit on lock Strapped with the glock, runnin' up in yo' spot But if it wasn't for the Bronx This rap shit probably never would be going on So tell me where you
for you gonna make you a star give you fifty thousand too I told him my Momma didn't raise no fool I'll take your money, I'll make you a movie But I can
War II On in both Asian invasions, new world order persuasion Business as usual for our nation Could you imagine a hundred fifty thousand dead The city
old school 'cause rap on a whole Isn't even twenty years old Fifty years down the line, you can start this 'Cause we'll be the old school artists And even in that time, I'll
what you do When you sleep with a woman That's on the edge in your bed 'Cause you'll be resting in red Killa killa They'll find the number To your residence
that's scared of a scuffle, you The one that say, "Baby girl, I love you" you The one that talk about hustling, never seen a oven You all about nothing, you biatch Told you
cars into you Ic' dodge interviews, one flip of the mack, take all ten of you This message intended to, who's ever offended Duke Yeah, you my nigga, but you
