It's Time I See You (Explicit)

Yeah Yeah Yeah

Get it right you faggot n***as heard Suge Knight

Double R's the only n***as he respect and y'all n***as shook right

Y'all get on Hot 97 and talk wit a baritone

Wit two n***as downstairs wit licensed guns to take y'all home

Ask Puff they ain't tryin to hear that n***a

For no cake and y'all can get at us on Labor Day

We make stones that say your moms labor day

I'm in the hood so we can link up any place you think of

Handheld don't hold prints plus I burnt the tip of my fingers

I'm a Bronx gangsta n***a double R's hoodrat

The n***a they come get quick b***h on this hood s**t

I blow you whole f**kin s**t up like Tim McVeigh

Gimme the needle not tomorrow but today

Cross comin y'all better get the f**k out the way

I ain't the s**t that you see that's on the top of your church

I put a bomb in your baby carriage brick through your hearse

I'm at your wake in the choir standin harmonizin

It's Infa Red the s**t that be on top of the heater

The best thing in New York since Steinbrenner signed Jeter

Hold Camby sister the hostage then send 'em a reef

So stop frontin vegetarian just scared of beef

Yo ay suck my d**k b***h the way this chick spit rid**kliss

Here we go again only we on Kiss s**t

We comin and you keep runnin

You keep claimin you the best that done it

P***y let me see somethin

Fake n***as screamin Ryde or Die

Same n***as we run up on and make 'em cry

Outta all the camps in this game n***a

We the champs in this game

Who kick the real s**t before the fame

F**k you fat a*s fake bad a*s n***as

Still play the hood while you ride past n***as

Coward trust me we keep it gutter

Hope you stay mad a hater 'cause you can't touch us huh

It's time I see you

Ayo I ain't got a care in the world

Kidnappin your kid maimin your mom and airin your girl

And like you ain't got a care in the world

I'm hopeless and numb I can't see but I can focus my gun

And I'm down for smokin blunts to the head

My nerves is shot my paces is short I dump in your head

I'm the hardest n***a out you outta know it by now

I'm the n***a that they talk about goin to Chao

And my name ring bells my blade stay bloody

If you heard about me beefin dog I leave the most shells

The n***a to salute the quickest to shoot

Holiday Styles motherf**ker givin you pound

What Like I won't run up and break your jaw

Like they make a vest for your head to stop the 4

I'm tired of rappin let's get the mack and send n***as on vacation

Right in front of the radio station

Motherf**kers ain't quiet 'til the tech go off

Arteries hitted hawkin they neck is s**t

I'm the motherf**kin hardest

I smack the s**t out of any one of your artists

Whatever the label

Y'all n***as don't want beef y'all want meat at the table

And I don't give a f**k Sheek'll do life in the box

Before any of y'all b***h n***as front on the LOX

What Motherf**kers c'mon

Yo If I miss your head and your neck I'll hurt your chest

If you from the streets betrayal is worse than death

And I'm known for gettin money not known for wildin

But I'm real I could rock both phones in the island

This is how we even the bets

I k**l everything you love dog right now even the pets

Everything got dubs on it even the vets

50 close then 50 wide even the sets

'Cause the bullets is like calisthenics when I'm squirtin

When they start hurtin that means they workin

Only way we comin is hard

Industry is like jail n***a double R's runnin the yard uh