What Goes Around

[Produced by Statik Selektah]

[Intro: Statik Selektah]

They say what goes around comes around

This rap game is a gamble, it's like a roulette wheel

You just gotta learn to take the ups with the downs

[Verse 1: Lil Fame]

Here comes the first thing, you know I don't fake it

Usually bust raps on how to rob a nigga naked

Made for the Benjie, crack era frenzy

Rest in peace [?] Spuds MacKenzie

Major or independent, this street shit I represent it

We look major on the independent

Go dig down your bitch mouth to where her neck be

And explode like Mentos in a Pepsi

Good morning, scrub, Built you a little fort huh

Fuck your fort, little nigga

This blood sport, little nigga

You balling on the wrong court, little nigga

Right now, homie, you staring down a barrel

This is the sound of New York airing out to battle

But as the game goes on and all you lames fall off

Me and Statik show off, show off

[Verse 2: Easy Money]

What goes around comes around, am I coming or going?

Only God knows when my time'll come to its closing

I got a wonderful flow and a bright future, a nice Ruger

I just might shoot ya with this gun that I'm holding

I've never been no shook ass, I ain't running from no one

Brought a can of whoop ass y'all don't want me to open

Who want it with Easy? Got a militant mind

And a weapon with enough bullets to fill up your spine

Plotting on getting to mine, I may let 'em out

Bet I give 'em more rounds than a Mayweather bout

When I aim at his scalp and bang 'em out

You would think his brains was chilling how them hanging out

For real, and your women I'm all in 'em

They calling 'em a G-star in the hood like raw denim

Your boy kill 'em back to back, bringing this rap shit back

Spazzing black on these Statik tracks

It's easy