Getting To It Mandatory

[Verse 1 - Lloyd Banks] Still building my fortress, I bet the outcome is gorgeous Roses, daisys, orchards, tryna shape this crazy office Sex scandals in my office Privileges like the President Destined to be enormous Negligence in my residence Count it out with my life Kick ball with the evidence Horror when I first started Sig-Sauer with it ever since Back in it from the future Quick draw of my era it's Absolutely mine, big fog in your heavens bitch Hate in my area, spray, chloro-bacteria away Fly out, my aerial great But it get scarier, wait Master, compare me to none Stand him here, he my son Like Godzilla when I come, damage here when I’m done Heart beating from the drum, hammers hear on you some Huh, motherfucking bum, wouldn’t spare you a crumb Crumbling castle, why would a peasant be a hassle More like a line-backer at you, bleeding tackle [Hook] We get into it That's all we do We gon get some more, that's mandatory too Life is better rich, so I’mma go for broke Man this shit gon sell itself, I got the dope All that big shit talking means nothing till you do it, do it Out the way, watch me get to it, to it, to it, to it [Verse 2 - Lloyd Banks] Ammo in the car still, diamonds out the window Giant, make a regular car look like a limo I’m hood, so everything ain't all good Caught in the middle, I should Hold down my city how could You fuck around with me? Why would You seek attention? I’m like a lion out the fence when I’m faced with tension, the audience just adds suspension Get to it blind fold, mom I been this wild yo? Trouble’s run up on you with your eyes closed Broken heart, minds froze, fridges full of Rozay Parking up the B-M, S-U-V'n when the snow lay Shorty like to role-play, well I’mma play the pimp I got that super-fly high shit, money made the limp Dollar bill give me chills Fat ass fills and model hills And it’s real, I’m going in for the kill Eyes on another mill, known for ripping down shit Young Shaquille, southside deal with Sugar Hill