[00:00.51][Intro]:[00:02.10]Can I do it? (Yeahh!) Can y'all do it? (Yeahh!) ALL together now! (AAAAAAAAAAHH)[00:17.04][Scratching]:[00:17.31]"Oooh, ya love it"[00:18.18][Celph Titled]:[00:18.72]If me and some rap niggas have static[00:20.97]We can go to war, at your show you'll need flap jackets[00:23.55]Strapped with automatics?[00:24.78]No we use bats and hatchets[00:26.43]Give the microphone a drug test, I spit crack at it (for crack addicts)[00:29.94]Approach your A&R with an AR[00:31.80]Based on, a true story, I spit H-bombs, in every eight bars[00:35.13]When Tony put his face in that snow[00:36.99]I was writin' them flavor flows[00:38.61]And yeah, even my worst haters know that I'm a player fo' sho'[00:41.70]They be like, "Yeah, I'm with ya Titled"[00:43.50]Bring bitches back to the pad like a menstrual cycle[00:46.35]You walk around like you some kind of thuggy guy[00:48.81]I know you ain't Diddy but I can make you see through Puffy eyes[00:51.33][Sadat X][00:51.75]You know my styles boy, you know what I'm workin' with[00:54.24]Fire arms of various calibers penetrate[00:56.88]I'm the hate that breeds hate[00:58.08]Nah, let me illustrate[00:59.70]Time stands still on a day that's slow[01:02.13]For me it ain't about the show it's about the proof[01:04.20]Blow the air from the roof[01:05.88]And anything movin' this is a stick up[01:07.77]If you fiends even hiccup you layin' flat[01:09.72]You wanna face this rage?[01:11.22]Somebody threw some meat in the cage[01:13.05]Wear armor[01:13.77]You can call Obama[01:15.03]Call your momma[01:16.35]I breed armies, make men out of boys[01:18.96]Tactical General Patton from BK to Manhattan[01:22.11]You frontin'[01:22.77]You lame, treat your whole squad the same[01:24.57][Grand Puba][01:24.93]I don't play when it comes to this[01:26.61]I rule the mic with the iron fist[01:28.59]Compile data then I make the list[01:30.75]Grab the wack, move they ass to trash[01:32.70]Then empty trash so they don't exist[01:34.77]Since vinyl[01:35.70]Words flow like herds of rhinos[01:37.80]Leave your ass trampled when I'm runnin' on the sample[01:40.53]A showdown at sundown, these verb-als I rundown[01:43.20]Will leave your ass dumbfound, you thought you was gunned down[01:45.96]Sadat X, A.G., Celph Titled, O.C., Grand Puba, Diamond D - There Will Be Blood - Nineteen Ninety Now - Rhyme style mean like a **** fiend lean[01:49.05]Cut against the green and you face the guillotine[01:51.48]Grand Puba, there's no way you can dodge[01:54.00]Better off tryin' your luck at Las Vegas at Mirage[01:56.67][A.G.}[01:56.82]Been through ups and downs, never touched the ground[01:59.46]Like girls with the big butts, never **** with clowns[02:02.22]Let music take over me[02:03.87]Words flow through me[02:05.31]Truly the best that's why niggas keep quotin' me[02:07.77]I'm the baddest nigga livin', average niggas don't stand a chance[02:11.13]I danced in France, put hands and feets on beats[02:13.65]Put fans in trances[02:15.06]Amsterdam is, a place where I sin[02:17.22]Get that Yen in Japan kid[02:19.02]The Swiss Mountains, got a Swiss accountant[02:21.27]Chick with a fountain pen, keep my chips amountin' to somethin'[02:24.78]My grind is unparalleled[02:26.58]While y'all niggas keep on horsin' around like carousels[02:29.55][O.C.][02:29.76]I'm mind over[02:30.69]As a matter of fact[02:31.98]There's no practice needed[02:33.24]See, I'm matched bar none[02:34.89]When it's all said and done up[02:36.36]The last man standin' is proof[02:38.10]Who has the biggest brass and bubbas for crafty[02:40.47]McGuyver[02:41.19]E'vryday things around me work to my advantage[02:44.04]Create the plan at random[02:45.84]For every livin' soul on the planet understand this[02:48.63]As some author's say, "An heir is apparent"[02:51.30]I'm that oil piece, priceless art[02:53.13]There's no biddin' on it, auction block[02:55.14]Fortune of Fort Knox[02:56.73]Off top or written[02:57.99]Each album takes precision[02:59.40]Knocks out solidify win the fight over decision[03:01.80][Diamond D][03:02.13]I got a flow so cold niggas call me chilly[03:05.01]Don't ever press up fam, I'll smack you silly[03:07.56]If I'm all out of Dutches, I pack the Philly[03:10.26]On my J.O.B., I mack the millis[03:13.08]And I'm all about stackin' my chips[03:15.03]Gettin' dome in the back of the whips[03:16.95]Start smackin' them hips[03:18.54]All that slick talk will just gets you smacked in the lips[03:21.15]Game time fourth quarter, back to the blitz[03:23.82]You can't move me, shake me, break me, make me[03:26.88]Be somethin' I'm not[03:28.23]Niggas wanna snake me[03:29.64]I'm right by escape key, writin' X[03:32.07]Big Diam still writin' the checks[03:34.02]Holla at me