On My Way

[Hook x4] I'm on my way [Verse 1: Fat Joe] Niggas call me the coldest dude that ever done it I'm like "yeah, homie, oh, that's cool" but nigga run it I got sons 45 years old that's gonna pay me Cause all my niggas drive and know we provide safety And we kill all rats, you heard that Motherfuckers know we [?] cause we kill all rats I spit songs when I get on the mic cause I breathe on Niggas, give em a chill, leave em dead on sight Non-niggas, you ain't gangsta, you Knockaround Guys Show a little hard, now you knockin on [?] Cmon, lil niggas, knock it off with the lies And all the Bronx tells you ain't nevеr do a sale I tried to put you on how to make you a Crip But y'all wanna bе bigheaded... And Joe keeps cakin now, wait, disappear And my aim is impeccable, the killa never miss What? [Hook x4] [Fat Joe over hook] Yeah, nigga, ain't a thing changes Fat Gangsta, nigga Bitch, ya face get smacked the fuck up That's how we do, nigga, ain't nothin changed This is what we do [Verse 2: Party Arty] Dog, ya album is wack and ya singles I ain't Puff, I don't dance to jingles I pop the top like a can of Pringles You don't really want the God to lose it Cause I'm a nigga with the heart to do it I'm in the kitchen like Martha Stewart, when I spark the Rugers I can't lose like Parker Lewis [?] wankas, you was in diapers I was in cyphers, rhymin with lifers You was at home, tryna get tighter Rhymin off-beat, I was poppin off heat, yeah You reppin yo crew, steppin to who? I don't eat pussy, but I'll make an exception for you Pussy, niggas know what the weapon'll do You ain't nice cause you the best in yo crew Don't gasp, I told Gadsen, you'll be in [?] Like Eminem fuckin with black chicks, it won't happen Dude, you not a boss, I pop brews I don't got a cause, I drop jewels like [...] I got [?tombs?] like construction workers And I wanna see ya boss, I don't fuck with workers, dog [Hook x4]