[Verse 1: Sadat X]
Somebody went gold in the Billboard, it was a X, but it was Mia
Young boys ran to me in the local pizzeria
He said, "You, Jamar, and Haji, man – y'all hot to death
Can y'all save what's left? Or at least make a claim?"
Shorty remind me of myself when I started in this game
And through years, I'm basically the same, as are my brothers
I'm the 8-track flashback, before the days of crack
Is it real or an act? Fuck it, let's save the kids
Yeah, you all about a war – why you tryin' to die for?
Yeah, them niggas real raw, but you sleepin' on the floor
Yeah, I walk through the Valley with my man Spark and Allie
Days of money, in Harlem Week '85
With the Captain's hats, and my father's old guns
Before I had a daughter, and before they had sons
I stay the hypnotizer, style's a tranquilizer
Got you feelin' all loose, wettin' up the goose
The great Datty X and I'm hear to say
You can always find me around the way
[Verse 2: Lord Jamar]
Uhh, I be that kid with the dreads
That remember when I hid from the Feds
Plus, I always did what I said I was gonna do
Talk shit, right in front of you
Never forfeit, on top, we do it non-stop
Remember when we let the bomb drop
With more jewels than a pawn shop
From the school of the hard knocks
Straight off the Now Rule blocks
Powerful aftershocks with the strength of Master Locks
We got you in a paradox, between a rock and a hard place
We got the hard bass
And erybody's gon' get a taste, get your plate
First, we had to let it marinate, now we straight, uhh
Five mics is how we rate, stand with us
And stand amongst the likes of the great scandalous
Cats, try they best to decipher the tape
What we manifest still gets blessed in every state
[Verse 3: Grand Puba]
Hey, listen here, dog – a nigga keep it spicy hot
Rhyme flow stay straighter than 6 o'clock
Hustle rhymes like a nigga hustle shit on the block
The shit is work and got a 4.6 in the lot
I hustle knowledge, charge tuition like a college
My Wisdom hold me down in town, like Jackie Brown
I teach Dangerous Minds, like that chick Michelle Pfeiffer
That's why the God's check got at least 6 ciphers
My Justice Cipher Born, I ain't no helpless-type nigga
Like a gat without a trigga, I got the figure to make figures
For years, I've been doing this thing I do
Since Ralph McDaniel's video show was on Channel U
Station 31, vice grip channel changer, son
The show was the banger, came in clear with a hanger
Top notch status, watch the God get it flamin'
Herbal with the verbal, drop-top twin turbo
Blazin' for the year, Born build to 2 G's
Flow like these, help the God stack cheese
Summer jet ski's, trucks with TV's
Sitting under tropic trees with iced teas
Mind stay positive, Black – guaranteed
To grab the top dollar
More pull than a Rottweiler
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