classic mix same bitch. earlier then later that day

Get birds at a mean rate

Packing like green bait

Force like Jean Grey

You see money, I see money

A fair split

Eye to eye, you'll die

Don't you dare twitch

Me losing one penny is a red glitch

Making Jay Dilla proud when he hear this

See the clouds, see the bars

See the iron, see the pain

My thoughts make the stars start crying all the same

No sympathy, pardon me, hood father

I ain't bragging, maybe I'm proud of my inner poverty

Watching me, got a performance for the big lights

*****, tear down stages, they gave me Big's mic

Big L's wit and Big Pun's dream

Pac's energy, imagine us all on the same team