Do you wanna see it? Do you wanna see it?
I`m gonna do it for ya, I`m gonna do it for ya
I`m gonna do it for ya, I`m gonna do it for ya
New Ghostface

Yo deep in the trenches
Wig, young black green beret
Chrome laser guns blazing at spades
Wallabies, cherry noose, kool-aid

10 ni**as call it Tai-Chi
Black blades, one hundred dollar seats
Hold up, we at the opera
Queen Elizabeth rub on my leg

Had ketchup on her dress from a whopper
Chunky ass necklace
Must be her birthstone
John Paul cop the biggest stones outta Rome

Told ya eyes up on her prince
F**king with Diana
Two rows across, Dirty giving hickeys to Vianna White
Fingering Pamela Lee

We on the balcony dare one of ya`ll to Malcolm X me
Somebody might catch a Kennedy
Yo let me adjust my lens through these binoculars
I paid 5 G`s sliding off like Kid Vitamin

Viking patriot of Broad Street
Bet you think I`m laying like a hyphen

Tony Starks make the narc`s dogs bark
With the Benz parked
Up against the boulevard
Starks had the bone sparked

One cop tapped the window glass
Like a cymbal crash,
"What the f**k son! You trying to break glass?"
He flashed his badge,

License and registrations at that moment
His fat partner started chasin`
Chicken heads they was racing
Wit` they hearts pacin`

For snatching gold trying` to dip into the god`s basement
Our location lead steel shed spread
Cracked shorty head
Left sweetie there for dead

Ghetto poodles, fingers sticky from cheese doodles
Starving` for a 50 cent bag of Oodles and Noodles
Neighborhood sick wit` it
Clinton `bout to cut WIC

Maybe one ya`ll rich rap ni**as need to politic
Reach for the sky
They throw bleach in your eye
Don`t teach you why

You be keeping `em high dipped like an Oreo cookie
In cold milk, bold silk gold-filled cap, Wu wear hat
Low tilt true Islamic we speak verbal rhyme phonics
Why ya`ll trying to change this hip hop to technotronics?

Don`t go against the grain
(The grain)
Don`t go against the grain
(The grain)
Don`t go against the grain
(The grain)

Girl, because of you I`m hurting
Within my within my heart
I know it`s not right to be flirting
But a relationship has to start

You`re the one that I`m clocking
It`s time for you to start jocking
Don`t want you to see me cry
This is why this is why this is why

I met this girl named Rhonda from way down yonder
Hey yo god don`t f**k with her
I met this girl named Liz she was all in the biz
Hey yo lord don`t f**k with her

I rocked a hoe named Tina from the heart of Medina
Hey, yo kid don`t f**k with her
Yeah, that girl Kit Kat she got the good poodle cat
Hey, yo ni**a, you better f**k with her