[Chorus: Lord Infamous & T-Rock]
You can test me on the block, there's a whole lot of shit come with that
You can be a cop or a narc, there's a whole lot of shit come with that
You will never close my shop, there's a whole lot of shit come with that
Might feel the pop pop pop, there's a whole lot of shit come with that

[Verse 1: T-Rock]
Look, wake up in the morning feeling like a million dollars
I ain't got a million dollars but I still feel rich
Everybody riding with me and if you against me
You the opposition and my shooters will kill quick
Robbing n***as ain't the business and if you attempt it
You will be a witness to that murder kill kill shit
There's a bloodline of warriors behind mе
So if you triumph there's some shit you still gotta dеal with bitch
Suckers who don't know about the game but they wanna try to run the ball
Y'all n***as will get blitzed
Kidnap your girlfriend when the war come and you try to shoot at me I use her for a shield little bitch
Half y'all claiming to be real, ye ain't honorary
You the one I'm gonna bury for profit that's monetary
Under light of the planet teaching the way of the warrior to the real Gs, welcome to the monastery
I acquire the power and couldn't trust anybody just like the money was the woman I was gonna marry
My Cadillac is a convertible, I pull up to the light and drop down like my bitch with the commissary
MacyO told me to go so I'm going bar wildings
I'm rock solid, I am not Midas
And when they play with our money we cock rockets on the ave
Let 'em know they fucking round with the top shotters
Killa gang, killa gang, killa gang
I done seen murder and survived from the trigga mane
Fuck a bodybag, adversaries get wrapped in cellophane
Defcon when I let the milli bang
You can throw a whole lot of shots at a punching bag while the real n***a, he gon' hit back
Eye for an eye, spit in mine I'ma put yours out
There's a lot of shit come with that
[Chorus: Lord Infamous & T-Rock]
You can test me on the block, there's a whole lot of shit come with that
You can be a cop or a narc, there's a whole lot of shit come with that
You will never close my shop, there's a whole lot of shit come with that
Might feel the pop pop pop, there's a whole lot of shit come with that

[Verse 2: Twisted Insane]
Try to come take my shit if you wanna
I will be waiting for you with the venom up on the corner
They gon' have to go look in the butchers to find the donor
Reaching this hesi when you be looking through isotoner's
Only one pair of clothes in my school and they called me dirty
Ignored 'em and I watched when they carried them on a gurney
I said that man if I were the devil they'd try to burn me
I'll light 'em up with the razor blade, take fades and earn me
Are you for sho (Mmm), yeah, the shit come with that
End up in a bodybag real quick, little n***a better get back
Pistol on a n***a, don't pass shit, I don't even wanna hit that
Pulled up on 'em in the night time and eat 'em up like Kit Kat's
You don't wanna go to war oh no, no that's a mismatch
Hit 'em all up with some more heat then the police get dispatched
I don't wanna sit around here all night talking 'bout this that
Bullshit I was talking about from the get-go, bitch get back
N***a this that green light, run up and I hit the weed pipe
Roll up on you in a picnic I'm hopping out in green Nike's
Everybody wanna rap, I'm like "No, thank you give me the mic"
Hear a little bit at bars they like "Oh, shit he tight"
If you say y'all can run, think about everything 'fore you spray with the gun
Everything has a consequence, it has begun
You should think about before it's all said and done
[Chorus: Lord Infamous & T-Rock]
You can test me on the block, there's a whole lot of shit come with that
You can be a cop or a narc, there's a whole lot of shit come with that
You will never close my shop, there's a whole lot of shit come with that
Might feel the pop pop pop, there's a whole lot of shit come with that

[Verse 3: T-Rock]
Everybody love a motherfucker when he winning but don't wanna help the hustle, but it is what it is
I didn't get a hand when I needed it but still I'm undefeated
N***a, welcome to the realm of the real
Before the record deal bitch, I still had a Benz and a crib and the lyrical intention to kill
Player hating ass, n***as wanna put an end to my legacy, don't wanna see the pimp n***a live
In your strategy you better plan correct
Showing mercy can be something that a man regret
Modesty is what I wanna show when n***as disrespect
And the ones who giving it therefore I demand respect
A street n***a to the heart so I can finesse
I demand a check, I'll never stand for less
I learned how to handle business from the Mafia so when it comes to money ain't no telling what I can collect
I learned how to make the best of everything I ever got from all the winnings that I ain't counted
We never lose, we learn
I reign and spit, that be forever, n***a you will never even doubt this (Look, look)
I ain't bragging I'm just swagging, I kick hot shit to move the hoes
Murder amusing for motherfuckers riding down on an enemy at high speed, fuck the cruise control

[Chorus: Lord Infamous & T-Rock]
You can test me on the block, there's a whole lot of shit come with that
You can be a cop or a narc, there's a whole lot of shit come with that
You will never close my shop, there's a whole lot of shit come with that
Might feel the pop pop pop, there's a whole lot of shit come with that