All Facts

[Intro] Yeah (Statik Selektah) It's all facts 'Ology [Verse 1] You ever hear them paddy wagon tires pullin' up 'Cause you got them cocaine baggies fillin' up? Now they bangin' on your door and you gotta flush At any moment you captured, man, what a rush Forty-four with the broken pin, never been as broke as him The roaches on ya toaster have you close to sin So them fiends, had to rope 'em in I promised my mama she'd never be broke again Slap the ho, slap the hater, what's the difference? They press charges, it's one year in imprisonment I'm on some different shit (Facts) Hit your bitch, hit the strip, get the grip, split ya shit The alcohol make my nerves calm Head up, eyes open, baby boy, yeah, word is bond Rest in peace to Guru and to HeadQCourterz Swear to God, I shoulda been a member of the slaughter [Chorus] I'm Gang Starr, I'm Mobb Deep, I'm Wu-Tang I'm M.O.P., I'm Dipset, the Byrd Gang I'm De La, I'm Tribe Called, I'm BDP I'm Griselda, GOOD Music, TDE (Uh) [Verse 2] I got a scary team, whole clique carry beams I'm talkin' big cannons like Mary Jean Got one of the biggest hammers that you ever seen Them crime scenes, I shut 'em down like Filene's A lot of speed like Adonis Creed You don't want your family rockin' you on a tee Still eatin' poke where the hoes stay Dom P with the OJ, I'm O'Shay I wrote thirty-nine albums and produced two So pardon me if I'm lookin' at you like, "Who's you?" No, I never sold a lot like U2 But this gun'll make 'em strip and you, too Who's who? These rappers, they all sound alike Every city, every hood, yeah, I'm down to fight Tellin' stories, but leavin' out all the key pieces You boys actin' like clowns, Joaquin Phoenix [Chorus] I'm Gang Starr, I'm Mobb Deep, I'm Wu-Tang I'm M.O.P., I'm Dipset, the Byrd Gang I'm De La, I'm Tribe Called, I'm BDP I'm Griselda, GOOD Music, TDE [Verse 3] I dissected the greatest rappers and made 'em ashes Burn them fools like a baby mama do her taxes It's straight madness how I mentally abuse I'm Ike Turner, you rappers Tina, I'll whip you fools Get on your knees, praise the rap god I'll rock your bitch's bells like James Todd You lame frauds always gonna remain lost While me and my killas enjoyin' them days off Many scars on my face 'cause I been to war A way different reason you boys in it for I'm here for the glory, they gon' tell my story With the greatest, you in a separate category You ever been in a trap house with the black windows And ounces in the fridge? Yeah, we hid those Nah, I didn't think so, I'm a special guy The one percent in this rap game that never lied [Chorus] I'm Gang Starr, I'm Mobb Deep, I'm Wu-Tang I'm M.O.P., I'm Dipset, the Byrd Gang I'm De La, I'm Tribe Called, I'm BDP I'm Griselda, GOOD Music, TDE I'm Gang Starr, I'm Mobb Deep, I'm Wu-Tang I'm M.O.P., I'm Dipset, the Byrd Gang I'm De La, I'm Tribe Called, I'm BDP I'm Griselda, GOOD Music, TDE