T.A.L.A.M

[Verse 1] I can tell you diggin’, diggin’, you diggin’ me You are – jewelry on, the furniture from Italy Aw shit, I ate Sicilians in Sicily (I did) I’m from the block of villans, millions and mysteries Pounds, unloadin’ it, price low, they throwin’ it No choice but go in it ’cause everybody pro in it Flossin’ we showin’ it, Vegas we blowin’ it Cases, I aced the cleaners, we sawin’ shit Toughest, remember this: grimy is what grimy does I thought about it, know who y’all remind me of (who that?) Pat Ewing, Charles Barkley, Karl Malone, John Stockton… John Stockton, Chris Webber, Reggie Miller Homie, you ain’t win a chick never Sharp cheese – thick cheddar Turn my back on Lennox? Bitch, never Had to let ‘em know my ship is unsinkable Character, who you are? Reputation, what they think of you? Everybody like “yo Cam, let me drink with you, link with you” I don’t stick to you ’cause I ain’t do the clink with you Shit – and these bullets, you can drink a few I did links, minks, one wink to get at you Don’t matter if you a senator, principal, sentinel New school conventional,hood nigga presentable Criminal, general, take your vitamins, minerals All identical, we’ll leave you like you Benadryl Spend a mill’, make five, intend to kill any real Nigga wannabe,let me know, ho, I’m on the skills