E.P.M.D-Boldy James/The Alchemist

[00:12.163][Intro] [00:12.427]Oh, wow [00:14.250]It's one of those, huh [00:17.524]That's how we playin'? [00:20.590]These niggas playin' dirty [00:23.889]These niggas playin' foul [00:31.138]Where we at? (Uh) [00:31.641] [00:33.201][Verse 1] [00:34.218]When I be on the west side, niggas know that I rotate with Percival [00:38.117]In the streets, it's for keeps with us, so don't take it personal (Uh uh) [00:41.456]When them city slickers beatin' down your block, this shit is strictly business [00:44.781]E.P.M.D, everybody plottin' my demise (Blocks) [00:48.647]I marvel at the sight of 'caine, I love to watch it rise [00:51.800]If this was love at first site, then we was lockin' eyes (Where we at?) [00:55.151]Got a fetish for them butter babies who love the ladies [00:58.494]Just as much as I do, ain't gon' up if I ain't got to [01:01.566]Could've shot you, but you pussy, I ain't have to, but I took it [01:04.608]When I robbed him, he like, "Boldy, please don't kill me, shit'll cook me" [01:08.406]I ain't run off with your work, bitch, I took it (Take that, take that) [01:11.543]Take a nigga brick, slap him, then you sell it back to them [01:14.912]You still in Brooklyn? This the proof in the puddin' (Uh) [01:18.690]Told my plug to leave me some room if it's any cushion (Package) [01:22.274]The center of attention, fresh out of central bookin' (Blockworks) [01:25.353]My niggas wolves in sheep's clothing and all you niggas woofin' [01:28.922]Where we at? Nigga you tell me [01:32.039]Went to the principal for help, she just expelled me [01:35.629]Gotta toss a sack right off of Macktown and Bellvie [01:40.465]Them I caught some Act' across the track, that shit derailed me [01:42.246]Stay with my old faithful 'cause she never fail me [01:45.637]Gotta keep that hammer close for niggas tryna nail me to the cross [01:49.241]Brodie say, "Get 'em gone", we gon' finish niggas off [01:52.809]It's whatever niggas on, tell him tell it to his boss [01:54.868] [01:55.386][Interlude] [01:57.170]Oh, they took all the tabs and the gel caps [02:00.003]Tell that pussy nigga run and tell that [02:02.782]Better boss up, lil' nigga [02:05.630]Or get bossed down, gang [02:07.149] [02:07.910][Verse 2] [02:08.428]When I be on the east side, niggas know that I'm tied in with mob heads [02:12.291]Press 'em, fresh out of prison, put that chicken on an opp head (Brr) [02:15.623]Strapped with that maggy, that's an automatic five fig' [02:18.940]Give a **** about goin' back, he just happy that he not dead (He alive) [02:22.291]'Cause when you ridin' roachies on the drop head [02:25.341]You gotta keep a clip full of heat seekers for the hot heads (Cops) [02:28.932]Walkin' out of Gucci with a six, papa bought a brickie [02:32.564]Played it off, copped my bitch some kicks out of Foot Locker (Big bag) [02:35.929]'Fore we drove them roxies through the fire we was script poppers [02:38.983]Deuce of Mortongrove had me higher than a witch doctor (Right) [02:42.583]Big fiber on my solar plex, since he wanna flex (Gang time) [02:45.956]Uppin' on 'em, make a pussy come up out his rolodex (You know it) [02:49.531]Big body on chrome, '96 Impala (Big body) [02:52.869]It's a lack of respect without the money and the power (Know what I mean) [02:56.212]Was so impressed the first time I cooked a brick of powder (Remix) [02:59.792]It made me wanna get out here, grit up a million dollars [03:05.628] [03:12.725][Outro]