The Essence

AH-HA. Uh. Yeah. Know who it is. (I-I-Infantry, 1st Infantry) Kiss of Death mother fucker. (A-A-A-A-A-Alchemist) Definetley the strongest shit on the shelf Double R, D-Block (1st infantry) Listen the thugs need it, hoes gon use it Me im just a young nigga that make old music Uh, shit is real I put the inf on the 4 Keep it wit me cause possessions 9/10ths of the law Here I am goin' all out again, doin' all that I can Even had a daughter born outta sin Nigga I make pain cinematic I spit dope and you been a addict Treat beef like jail, summertime somthin' big with the scope under the Winter jacket I use the winter tactics and I know you tryin to play the role, but bullets The wrong shit to interact wit I hurt the game, hurt ravines Soon as you murk somthin' these niggas'll churp Janine Yeah let 'em all cock ride, in my mansion with a bottle Move a novel and the wall spin counter clock wise Might as well go on, go and see papi Cause niggas only know three words "He shot me" (Uh) Thats why I be eyein 'em down No dap, no rap cause these niggas be wired for sound But I still put a hole in a goon, Jada Montaga Still put a hole in a spoon, pay the bond later Plenty ones, plenty guns, plenty ammo Remember this "Calmate", "que te calmo" mutha-fuckas. What! "Calamate" "que te calmo" Know what that mean huh? Calm down... before I calm you down! I don't wanna talk much You gettin hawked up and chopped up Two guns up on your tour bus Heard you got the cops wichu Thats a goddamn shame to talk on your album, I thought you had a block wichu? Couple niggas to pop wichu? You full of shit! And the only thing you got is a couple niggas to drop wichu Waiting for a nigga... wit a mouth like you When they said you was the hottest thing man out yo crew I'm the hardest in New York City Think not I got a Glock, Sheek Loch style, you walk wit me You bitch niggas will die leery I keep the 9 in the five series Why don't you come work a nine to five wit me See the bricks moved, the stick-ups pulled I got the killers laying flat down in pickups too Hop up and put a clip in your mug Hate is different than love, it spread faster, is you gettin me cuz? Shit, let me explain, my brain is on a different wave Everybody get it now, fuck it, its a different day And suck my dick when I ain't got shit to say Niggas think I'm dumb like I ain't put them bricks away Prepared for the war, anxious to kill Bang shit, swing shit, leave you shanked in the grill I ain't give a fuck Then on now, when all how, how many niggas die? That depend on Styles And my nephew Alchemist Hey, yo I ain't seen nothing yet Niggas all threat, pussy when they sober, thugs when they wet What up killer? Nigga please Stop frontin' you dont need to save the whole 5 g's My neck don't freeze and my wrist don't either I don't need it I just copped a house on a Visa And I ain't go platinum, my first album was a teaser Now they on my meat like ice in the freezer Sheek Louch, I tell you that boy he's a... problem I take out blackheads like a tweezer We'll discredit you homie and let the wolves eat you We don't need to dump lead on you homie, you either in or you out of it Cause I got a son now and you fuckin up a lot of shit I gotta get And I hate for this to get out of hand To have to give it to a nigga I played wit in the sand Shit the westcoast barely know the name of our band That's why I spit enough heat to give a nigga a tan Aight, I kno you got mad cake okay nigga EH! Sheek don't give a fuck I let my gut hang, you one day away from lipo and a face tuck This that D-Block, Alchemist heat rock Yo, I'm fucked up man! P pass that blunt, Yo busy where my yak at son, fuck That I'm outta here Let's Go (Let's go, let's go) (R-r-r-reppin' ALC, you know what I'm sayin? 1st Infantry bitch (bitch bitch))