[Fat Joe]
Yeah, uh, dat gangsta shit!
Shout to my homies out west
The hoo-bangers!
Mack Deezy for Sheezy
All my n***as in the Bronx
Holdin them corners down
Ya heard? Get it right!

[Verse 1: Fat Joe]
Joe crack's back, been a long time comin'
No mean to disrespect but a lot of y'alls frontin
Shook n***as, me and the Squad done took n***as
Flex drop bombs but you seem to overlook n***as
We the nicest in the game, even lifers know the name
Throwin blows like Tyson when he rained
Fuck the ice in the range, I'm tryin to get stock
Generate mills so I can buy back my old block
It's like the rap game's far from the crack game
N***as is mad lame (How come?) They act tame
You can tell from my scars life is hard
Shot down in broad day light in front of my Mom's
And the feds never give up, they tryin to kill us
I'm stressed drinkin VSOP tearin my liver
Livin my life like I don't care
I'm out to take the throne
My mom's in the window hopin I'mma make it home
The streets is funny peeps'll kill you over decent money
'specially if you sleepin the do' keep it gully
I'm from the Bronx
Home of n***as that'll stomp you senseless
Don't resent this, I'm knowin that you comprehend this
It's the wild life, n***as done lost they mind
It's the wild life, everybody wanna floss and shine
But could you blame them?
N***as is brought up with anger
Pops in jail, Moms get tossed up by strangers

[Prospect]
Yo it's the wild life
Where peeps takin life for keeps
Yo it's the wild life
We all brawlin, fight to eat
The enemies and the D's lurk through N.Y.C
Some of them on they back lookin up like "Yo, why me?"

[Verse 2: Prospect]
I never really had a pops
But who the fucks to blame
He did 13, and wonder why the steets my name
And heat's my game, cause I'm the type
To leak your frame, give you a slap
With the gat, so you can meet my pain
Defeat I bring, to the nicest rapper you know
I ain't a killer but I still might clap at you though
You for real here, n***as be followin with steps
I made my own moves, so the talkers could swallow they breath
Acknowledge the best, and do what I did
Like I'm blessed, 7 days in a coma
This is life after death
I'm in it to win, ya heard?
From beginning to end, you could get shot
Even though you was considered a friend
Sometimes my minds driven to win
Tryin to scare society
But can't slip again cuz my lil' man rely on me
Everyday I put through a test
But still progress
I'm tryin to climb hills
And tryin to make me kill for less
Yo it's the wild life
Where peeps takin life for keeps
Yo it's the wild life
We all brawlin, fight to eat
The enemies and the dee lurk through N.Y.C
Some of them on they back lookin up
Like "Yo, why me?"

[Xzibit]
Yo it's the wildlife
Straight kidnappin and carjackin
Yo it's the wildlife
N***a fuck scrappin, we all packin
I'm a smash on anybody disrespectin the turf
Straight to the dirt
We n***as known for puttin in work

[Verse 3: Xzibit]
I make it all go down right
In front of your face
Another life goes to waste
For names sake of the paper chase
It ain't safe here, the bright lights can blind you
Mix sedica, swallow you whole
They can't find you
Worst thing is walkin these streets
I need clarity, peace and prosperity
Is never gon' see, so n***as with beef
N***as bumpin they gums and teeth
Straight to the police
Tryin to plant us six feet deep
But I ain't goin for that
My shit clap through your starter cap
Pull your socks back, we ain't runnin from nothin
Comin from nothin, makes you struggle harder for somethin
Shit is disgusting, you can even trust who you fuckin
The wild life! Colder the nights
You n***as ain't nice, put yo money where yo mouth is
And roll the dice, puffin cannabis sativa
With the Don Cartagena, believe a n***a
When I say, dont make me have to spray ya
Yo it's the wildlife
Straight kidnappin and carjackin
Yo it's the wildlife
N***a fuck scrappin, we all packin
I'm a smash on anybody disrespectin the turf
Straight to the dirt
We n***as known for puttin in work