text: DJ Technique
  Go, Biggie
  Why not blow up the spot with Sadat?
  Release the brainstorm
  To make your motherfucking brain warm 
  A strange form, something kind of lyrical
  Biggie the bastard, Sadats kind of spiritual
  Well, in God we trust, guns I bust
  Got that disgusting, sewer-style dumping
  And, uh, do you know where youre going to?
  Do you like the things that I bring?
  Make an MC wanna sing for a living
  Take the beatdown we fucking giving
  Throw your Glock in the air and wave it
  Im going crazy steady contemplating
  Wonderin if they finally caught up with ya
  Confident myself looking at your picture
  Try not to mention, just to leave it alone
  Stay off the streets and just come on home
  Got enough to move out the hood
  To be sitting on something nice and living good, oh no
  Oh no, you just cant let it go
  Its all you know
  Is this life so on the road
  Until the end 
  Right here hustling
  Cause I cant lie
  I wonder why
  You just dont give somethin else a try
  You wonder why Im still on the block
  Cause I just cant leave it baby, cause thats all I know
  Throw the gat away when you see the cops
  Come back and retrieve it baby, cause thats all I know
  Cause thats how we roll
  From the gutter straight to your front door
  Thats all I know
  A bunch of thug niggas with an appetite
  And you know we gon feed it, baby
  Cause thats all I know
  Put the guns down and leave the beef alone 
  But Kira, one thing, I cant leave the streets alone
  Slinging that yay bomb, getting my cake on
  Flows Cajun like Biggie and Akon
  Hold heat like a radiator
  Beneath the Avi, hit the azy
  Stash box in the aviator 
  Flash knots, push rocks like an 88er 
  Cash dots, dont play yourself like a masturbater
  Oh no, you just cant let it go
  Its all you know
  Is this life so on the road
  Until the end 
  Right here hustling
  Cause I cant lie
  I wonder why
  You just dont give somethin else a try
  You wonder why Im still on the block
  Cause I just cant leave it baby, cause thats all I know
  Throw the gat away when you see the cops
  Come back and retrieve it baby, cause thats all I know
  Cause thats how we roll
  From the gutter straight to your front door
  Thats all I know
  A bunch of thug niggas with an appetite
  And you know we gon feed it, baby
  Cause thats all I know
  Get involved, if you aint down with them bats, get a job
  You scared? Get a dog, rub it in like a massage
  We them Harlem World stars and we all charge like credit cards
  Man, look on me, see a crook all clean
  Bend gals and aint talkin bout football team
  Hits like cant get right
  Catch me in the hood like head lice
  It still got nice with red price like
  Oh no, you just cant let it go
  Its all you know
  Is this life so on the road
  Until the end 
  Right here hustling
  Cause I cant lie
  I wonder why
  You just dont give somethin else a try
  You wonder why Im still on the block
  Cause I just cant leave it baby, cause thats all I know
  Throw the gat away when you see the cops
  Come back and retrieve it baby, cause thats all I know
  Cause thats how we roll
  From the gutter straight to your front door
  Thats all I know
  A bunch of thug niggas with an appetite
  And you know we gon feed it, baby
  Cause thats all I know