[Intro: Lloyd Banks]
Uh
[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]
Karma's comin', ready or not, it was all good
When you had the upperhand, when you least expected his aftershots
You feelin' the love now when you passed the block
They updated the menu with you, hate is real, hope you don't think the passion stops
Ignorance is bliss though when you got momentum
You're here, then now listen, anyone that ain't listenin' gettin' attention
Your fate is in order, hate in relationship can stop the tension
You're hearin' the word, but there were some details they forgot to mention
Significant others can turn to liability when beefin'
Sisters, then brothers, the reaper don't need a dyin' reason
And when you get up there, it'll be headshakin', some cryin' even
A page in the book bein' wrote for you now, survival season
The devil is the perfect antagonist, he knows all your buttons
And everybody got cameras, part of the role production
Another outcast endin' up in this song for nothin'
And it ain't gon' be no remorse or discussion, nah
[Chorus: Lloyd Banks & 38 Spesh]
The heat is comin', it only piles up when it's goin' wrong
Gotta be quick, gotta be careful when you know it's on
When it's showtime, you gotta remove niggas that won't perform
It's calm when you broke, soon as you rich, the vultures swarm
Put thought into, it'll work, red alert
Hit 'em right where they think you won't, it'll hurt
You throw the dot and you'll convert to a shirt
Put your mind into it, it works, red alert (A-yo)
[Verse 2: 38 Spesh]
Bullets follow you like a recent trend
Put hollows beneath your skin, you gon' die when the beef begin
Two Desert Eagles, they my evil twins
A needle and syringe was the key hole to my illegal ends
Hard losses and easy wins
10K of hate is what I weekly spend, tryin' to seek revenge
We normalize havin' greedy friends
I was more organized, they got all they rise from CPN's, huh
We was scammers and hustlers that don't talk
We go straight to the can when they cuff us
Inside Central Booking eatin' sandwich and mustard
Only them real niggas understand how I suffered
You the type that abandon your brothers
I lick shots, ring at your pops, y'all a hand full of suckers
Money is somethin' that I can't get enough of
My kids' crib cost more than that vid with Janet and Busta, fucker
[Chorus: Lloyd Banks & Tony Yayo]
The heat is comin', it only piles up when it's goin' wrong
Gotta be quick, gotta be careful when you know it's on (Uh)
When it's showtime, you gotta remove niggas that won't perform
It's calm when you broke, soon as you rich, the vultures swarm (Yeah)
Put thought into, it'll work, red alert (Brr)
Hit 'em right where they think you won't, it'll hurt (Brr)
You throw the dot and you'll convert to a shirt
Put your mind into it (Yeah), it works, red alert
[Verse 3: Tony Yayo]
Old candles on your casket, old candles on your casket
They gon' light candles, nigga, that's it?
Uh, and now you a T-shirt
Six-feet deep in the dirt, listen
When my shooters got the green light, catch you at the red light (Brr)
It's like a target vegan on you when the air strike
The gangsters don't walk off in the sunset
Niggas die for they set, they die for they projects
But that ignorance'll kill you quicker than cancer
Now your face is on the wall like some Gucci paper
Your favorite rapper dyin', she don't care if I make it home safe
I ain't praisin' the bitch, I'm only praisin' my A-game
We in a "disrespect the dead" era
Sometimes I wonder if God upstairs really hear us
I'm on French rivieras, smokin' Cohibas in Gucci Adidas
Herringbone laces and lavish sneakers, y'all niggas in the bleaches
[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]
The heat is comin', it only piles up when it's goin' wrong
Gotta be quick, gotta be careful when you know it's on
When it's showtime, you gotta remove niggas that won't perform
It's calm when you broke, soon as you rich, the vultures swarm
Put thought into, it'll work, red alert
Hit 'em right where they think you won't, it'll hurt
You throw the dot and you'll convert to a shirt
Put your mind into it, it works, red alert
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