Now hold up, Jay ain't the absolute god when it comes to intro's, he's high up there but there's certain artists that trump him
Low key, Vol. 3 has quotables for days
I remove your roof nikka let the sun shine in
Thirty-eight waist, enough to put one nine in
Really a thirty-six without the gun I'm thin
But when the gat is tucked, I'm fat as fukk
Ignorant b*stard, I'm takin' it back to day one
No kids, but trust me I know how to raise a gun
For nikkas that think I spend my days in the sun
Well here's the shock of your life, the Glock not the mic
Homey I'm not into hype; trust me, I'm still street
You still fukking up then trust me I still creep
Yeah I know the platinum chain be looking real sweet
But reach and I bury nikkas sixty feet deep
S dot Carter turn rappers into martyrs
Separate fathers from they daughters, why bother
I'm a crook like you, I took like you
I disobeyed the law threw out the book like you
How dare you look at Jigga like I'm shook like boo
I keep the fifth with me nikka, come and get me..
Low key, Vol. 3 has quotables for days
I remove your roof nikka let the sun shine in
Thirty-eight waist, enough to put one nine in
Really a thirty-six without the gun I'm thin
But when the gat is tucked, I'm fat as fukk
Ignorant b*stard, I'm takin' it back to day one
No kids, but trust me I know how to raise a gun
For nikkas that think I spend my days in the sun
Well here's the shock of your life, the Glock not the mic
Homey I'm not into hype; trust me, I'm still street
You still fukking up then trust me I still creep
Yeah I know the platinum chain be looking real sweet
But reach and I bury nikkas sixty feet deep
S dot Carter turn rappers into martyrs
Separate fathers from they daughters, why bother
I'm a crook like you, I took like you
I disobeyed the law threw out the book like you
How dare you look at Jigga like I'm shook like boo
I keep the fifth with me nikka, come and get me..