[Verse One]

[Verse One]
Your reign on the top was short like leprechauns
As I crush so-called willies, thugs, and rapper-dons
Get in that [bad word]  quick fast, like Ramadan
It's that rap phenomenon Don Dada, [bad word] Poppa
You got to call me Francis M.H. White
Intake light tokes, tote iron
Was told in shootouts, stay low and keep firin'
Keep extra clips for extra [bad word] Who's next to flip on that cat with that grip on rap
The most shady, Frankie baby
 Ain't no telling where I may be
May see me in D.C. at Howard Homecoming
With my man Capone, gumming, [bad word] something
You should know my steelo
Went from ten G's for blow to thirty G's a show
 To orgies with hoes I never seen before
 So, Jesus, get off the Notorious
 [bad word] before I squeeze and bust
If the beef between us, we can settle it
 With the chrome and metal [bad word] I make it hot like a kettle get
You're delicate, you better get - who sent ya?
You still pedal [bad word]  I got more rides than "Great Adventure"
Biggie ("How are you gonna do it?")

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Kick in the door, waving the four-four
All you heard was Poppa don't hit me no more

 [Verse Two]
On ya mark, get set, when I spark, ya wet
Look how dark it get when you're marked for death
Should I start your breath or should I let you die
In fear you start to cry, ask why
Lyrically I'm worshiped, don't front, the word sick
You cursed it, but rehearsed it
I drop unexpectedly like bird [bad word]  You herbs get stuck quickly for royalties and show money
Don't forget the publishing, I punish em, I'm done with them
Son, I'm surprised you run with them
 I think they got [bad word] in them cause they nothing but [bad word] Trying to blow up like nitro and dynamite sticks
Mad I smoke hydro, rock diamonds that's sick
 Got paid off my flow, rhyme with my own clique
 Take trips to Cairo, laying with your [bad word] I know you praying you was rich, [bad word] prick
 When I see ya I'mma

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