No Asterisk

[Intro: Paul Wall] P Dub Ayy, what it do? Paul Wall, baby [Verse 1: Paul Wall] Hold up, Statik, let me take a stab at it [?] the atlas Cut the bullshit, I'm so far passed it Blotted paper, drop the acid, no biohazard Maybe two-tone or maybe monochromatic Iced [?] cold world, wear a jacket Roll the Backwood and pack it if you tryna match it Make it massive, hit the bunt, I attack it Inhale it, have you choking like you asthmatic Throw knowledge down, I just hope and pray you catch it Intellect multi-facet, close the bracket But closed mind frame leads you to a closed casket Crack a book open, digest and unpack it Achieve whatever you imagine as long as you [?] Success starts with small habits Carrots in my mouth like rabbit, diamonds [?] Out here chasing after cabbage Questin' for that packet but it's heavy traffic Gotta fill my sack, matter fact double bag it Tool I gotta pack it, life can be tragic Tap the blunt after I dunk it, yeah I Shaq it [?] extra, yeah I waxed it Boy it's fantastic, psilocybin magic I just want the rings and the titles with no asterisk [Verse 2: Termanology] Uh, whole trunk full of bricks, full of mad shit Whole trunk full of blades, full of ratchets Pull up to the projects trunked popped I got merch, I got drugs, I got what you want Every couple hundred fans it's another opp They got blood up on their hands so it's fuck cops Everybody put their money in this one pot Everybody getting money on this one block You know me, I put fire work in the hood Now it's poppin', baby, fireworks in the hood Red shirt like I'm Suge, put in work in the hood Lil cutie on my lap and she twerk it good You see them lips, you see them hips, you see the whip Now you get it why I be on some conceited shit Could've had your boy shocked game lead the bitch But it's only small moves under my leadership Uh, ain't no crash dummies, we just stack money Fucked a couple hundred bitches off of rap money Beast mode like a running back, I'm running laps Around these emcees, I'll bet you a hundred racks They couldn't out spit or fuck with the outfit I'm in my house, dipped down, baby peep the drip Henny and purp, yeah that's a sweet mix And Statik on the boards, bet you that's a sweet mix Uh, bring Big, Pac and Pun back, we need the remix