[Introduction]

[Kimbotherapy]
Yo there's a place that we sendin' them
Out the circle ain't no men in them
You push away to stay away from them
We treat these suckas like stragglers 'cause they feminine
You got the balls to go and question men?
About they drive and how they pushin' it
We send these n***as fuera
There's no space for friends
I'm better off in my zone with my pad & pen

[QG]
Uh, in the back with the backpack
Tell 'em get back like a snapback
Unless they got the cheese, I'm a lab rat
Then I laugh at the fact that these boys sounding mad whack
Got me high in this bitch
Take it back rockin' nine fives in this bitch
Up in S.I. puttin' miles on the whip
Find me a zip of the loud pack
Catch a vibe then we bounce that
Yeah, uh, yeah, uh
Then we bounce that
I used to wanna be the man when I was younger
You stay the same the only thing that changes is the hunger
I'm working all winter, get shined on all summer
Got that flow you clogged the drain
I think you need to call a plummer

[Kimbotherapy]
Yo there's a place that we sendin' them
Out the circle ain't no men in them
You push away to stay away from them
We treat these suckas like stragglers 'cause they feminine
You got the balls to go and question men?
About they drive and how they pushin' it
We send these n***as fuera
There's no space for friends
I'm better off in my zone with my pad & pen

[Downtown]
Yo, my Yankee fitted on tilt mode
I fight on stage Steve Wilkos
Couple beats and I kill those
My mixtapes y'all feel those
Only made this shit in real mode
No fake shit, I kill flows
Swallow the plummet, you stomach the heat
Shout out to Q, he's the one with the beats
Up in the Staten, I'm rollin' with Kimbs
I'm up with the Wu, and that all was a dream
Ironic that's Biggie, you comin' for me?
We paid all our dues and that wasn't for free
I fathered these lyrics while y'all on repeat
My family's a go, and what does that mean?
If I stare at the moon then my sons will retreat, (my suns will retreat, uh)
He said that like fuera, like straight up
I'm outta here, y'all lame sus just ain't us
I slay sluts, y'all made up, fake fucks
Fuck y'all like pay us, like straight up
I'm up here with Wu-Tang
Uptown is my new name
'Cause I run streets like Lui Kang
And I'm blowin' up like Hussein
I'm the dark knight what you sayin'
In bar fights like Bruce Wayne
Stay true lames
When hip hop died and the news came
That really taught me a few things
Like, I gotta go get it, that's true wait (that's true wait!)
Rest in peace to my father I do this for you
If it wasn't for you don't know what I would do
Taught me no fear so now I'm in the booth
You taught me be real so I'm speaking the truth
I promise I'll make it, see me in a coupe
Call up D12 if you needing the Proof

[Kimbotherapy]
Yo there's a place that we sendin' them
Out the circle ain't no men in them
You push away to stay away from them
We treat these suckas like stragglers 'cause they feminine
You got the balls to go and question men?
About they drive and how they pushin' it
We send these n***as fuera
There's no space for friends
I'm better off in my zone with my pad & pen
(C'mon)


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