Intro: Lil Dap   Yeah, uh   Group Home Zone   718 Area Code   Uh, throw your hands hand   Uh, BK's own   Straight like that, real like that   You feel me like that   Check it out      {Lil Dap}   We shoot a rhyme in the ghetto, so you know what's up   For y'all punk style niggas, just shut the fuck up   East New York, rep it from the top of the town   We've been around, motherfuckers can't get down   Like Lil Dap, Jigga L, Jigga I.L.   V.A.P., motherfucker can't release in me   Blackadon, Kai-Bee, Brainsick Family   We tear our hole, watch your ass if you're a fake M.C.   So fuckin with me, is fuckin with fatality   With chronology, fallin with my enemies   So play your part, and peep my lyrical art   Comin straight from the heart, bringin light to the dark   I'm watchin the dime, nigga done lost his mind   Livin on Group Home, trying to stop my shine   Takin my cream, don't even seen those dreams   Enemy minds, I hope you peep this slang in my rhymes      Chorus (4X): Lil Dap   Uh, Recognize game, recognize game   Some cats will sabotage and try to steal your name      {Kai-Bee}   I'm affiliated with heavyweighters   And nothing but regulators   Young don, that rock gators   And cat's they just hate us   So what's the realness, I feel this listen to the fullest   Flyin god street, reckin Hennessey   Bust a bullet's at my enemy   Crashin your spots like that cat that shot JF Kennedy   Right in the nod, we comin through y'all   All over your spot....   {fades}