Gettin' money not the filthy way
The crowd now screams in rage
Cousin twig shot up his mamma crib now he in Jail
He probably wit kweli out in BK
And the world fell in love
And you'll never get it done
Throw your set in the air - Get it up!
Get it up everybody you about to get in touch

Gangstas don't die they just move to Miami
Hate they don't have what I'm havin
They don't give a damn that I'm manic
I love you to death while my beats' like a reef
I don't have to go through what I went through anymore
I don't know what you take me for
I'm in labor all night until a new day is born
But I bet I could be if you make me yours