- Everything Else
I read between the lines of your eyes to your brows. Your handshake ain't matching your smile
Your rap's all lazy, Jigga the Black Scorcese/What your album lack is more Jay-Z
I've been fighting, trying to survive my whole damn life...
"I got me some braids and I got me some hoes"
The Artist Formerly Known As Mos Def speaks the truth
Y'all know them stakes is high
We together on the same track now, baby! Whatchu gon call us now?!
Recognize, Recognize, Recognize (Ruff Ryders)
I want to welcome you to extravaganza. Something incredible that's about to take place.
What? You ain't got no other jackets? Huh? You ain't got no other jackets?
Do I love these hoes? Apparently. Now I gotta get tested.
Look a man dead in his eyes so he know you talk truth
Own his own throne, the boss like King Koopa
Sounds of laughter and happiness turn my teardrops to rain
I got it for the low, low
Listen to Bob Marley, y'all funny niggas like Steve Harvey. Fronting live with a weak army.
I know all of y'all hear me, none of y'all scare me. Cause niggas die daily.
Da haahh, da haahh, da ha-hahh ha-hahh haahh
This one screams SOUTH!