LOD Freestyle

I'm only talkin' to Brooklyn right now, yeah

Let's throw this shit back

Ayo New York, stand the fuck up

This how I'm feelin'

(My nigga Domingo, East New York representin')

I'm feelin' the vibe, man, I'm feelin' myself

I'm tired of all the bullshit

Huh, huh, yeah

I'ma demolish, floss niggas up, light polish

Slam hard in the paint and I ain't Ben Wallace

Tony Hawk, kickflip the brick then I grind it

Audemar on my wrist so you know it's shinin'

So fuck niggas can't ask the time

Team about the green

Like Rondo we pack the .9

Have his face all sour like he taste the lime

Get it? Yeah, remember, yeah, he tastе the .9

With a fresh pair of Timbo's, two guns, a kimbo

Have hit wholе body leaned back like it's limbo

Why his lil' sister tryna peep in the window?

Been spittin' bars since the days of Nintendo

AK the movie, just watch how it extendo

So when I bring it out I expect y'all to get low (Thraah)[Interlude]

Uh-huh, haha

Hold on Flex, we goin' crazy, hold on, hold on, hold on

Ford truck, just started the ignition

Tom Cruise, yeah, the way I complete a mission

Leave the murder scene quickly without a witness

Listen to Fabolous, fuck the competition

I'm the drill sergeant, make the coach do the jumpin' jacks

Fiend be the good critic, tell them niggas holler back

In the streets, I'm the type of nigga that'll never lack

Catch me in the church with a pistol tucked in the slack

MAC-11, 357, we send the Devil on 'em

High on the scoreboard, yeah, we got some levels on 'em

And they still ain't find that case, we put the shovel on 'em

We put the metal to 'em, gah, gah

Got me, we got them, we livin' lavish

Lifestyle, I got rich, but still savage

Sid the kid go psycho, Ol' Dirty Bastard

13, a big magazine, I'm causing havoc

Rob the rich niggas, was poor, I'm kickin' through the door

Everyday I'm tryna get rich, I want a little more

Sippin' lean up all night, I'm talkin' to the Lord

Niggas think they gettin' some money, I'm diggin' in her drawls

Sid the kid

I ain't never trust no pig, kill 'em all

Went to the GRAMMY's, I fed the family, did it all

Lot of mistake, but I'ma make it through them all

God, how you feel about me?

I'm at the top by myself, how you feel about me?

I'm on the block with the gat, how you feel about me?

If he an opp, he a rat, how you feel about me?

Flex, how you feel about me?

Game no choice, kill 'em all

Hear the pain in my voice, kill 'em all

Tipsy off Hennessy, fuck 'em all, that's the remedy

Big dog steppin' in the spot, they feel the energy

Cameras on my house just to watch out for the enemy

Got the Devil on my side, he a friend of me

God, how you feel?

Grindin' to the top for the mill's, I want it all