Kid roll, Peter Rowe like Kennedy Friends with me at the graveyard, visits from old enemies Some bitched, some snitched, some owed us dough Piss on the tombstone, write on
valid And before you try to say that that's a diss, I was up at Khaled's house two days ago bitch Sippin on a Long Island ice tea with a white bitch
' they arms, the Arabs Sit back, coolin' like Kahlua's on rocks On the crack spots, rubberband wrapped on my knots You bitches who fuck dreds on Sudafeds
, on the block it's too hot You got my man shot, nigga run We wylin on Staten Island it's one thing bein' in the bing And not smilin' on the gate it'
This is hip hop/ rock'n roll rodeo let's go!!!! Verse III Big crowds to small crowds, any crowd We go town to town, bust many styles People smiling all across the island
t never seen nothing Not a word not a hint, on the kid from the Project Bench That went Sony-BMG, to that new conglomerate Island Def Jam, guess how many
what I'm saying? Darkman stay on the street with a tool For these devil worshipers wit' gats and these ignorant fools Find yourself in a Hudson rocking
- Joe C. See me cruisin' in my caddy Ho's they like to call me "Daddy Cool" When I'm stylin' Just rollin on the island Now just in case I pack heat
let loose, see Like Muslims, standing on the block, rocking a Khufi The hundred-dollar kick rockin' kid's back for more Startin' gold wars, with black
rock We be the crew that presents it on wicked instrumental Damagin' your mental, from here to Sacramento This here groove was made for vintage freestylin' Feelin' like I?m chillin' on
Tip, don't worry Dunn, you know I get the party jumpin' Get on the mic my man and break 'em off a lil' lil' sumthin' Yo Tip, don't worry Dunn, you know I get the party jumpin' Get on
the way we live, Staten Island kid Old dog in it, the thug vaccine with no pork in it Vivid imagination paper chasin' Dufflebag swollen, we holdin' Drink chocolate milk before we roll
, I had to use the drastic measures I know you want to step to me kid But you're thinkin, damn, Kris is kinda big Plus he rolls wit a crew that don't
shakin' their booty Cats actin' unrul-ey, who they? Do they, should they, give a fuck, nah too late Save 'em, ya gotcha els, roll 'em up, kid Blaze 'em, roll
to do you test tube baby} Check one two, check one two De La Soul, is now back on the map Long Island, is now back on the map Good rap music, is now back on
Styles kinda different but let's be specific Foot up [unverified] fitted if you got work We lying in sooken put you on your back, sent you on your way
and walk on the block like cops on the beat Too many heads draw heat, so I keep it short and sweet, stay on my feet 'cause niggaz'll step on your toes
'm mad undefeated Young boy, you can't see me, run along and make pee-pee I was rockin' rhymes when 'La-Di-Da-Di' was a demo Admit you been on my tip