Remember I'm a man of Respect (remember)    Remember Santana was next    Now its not techs, its checks    And fancy collects    I want his wrist, fist, whole had, jammed with bagguettes    Pose for the camera man    Me and Santana man    Word to my grand ma    He one bad mamma jamma, dam    So I don't write for the stardom    I get, booted, zooted, write down my problems    I've been through it headed right for the bottom    D.C. naw, would've been a sniper in Harlem (so what)    Thats why I throw some doe    To my cody from costovo    Help me get on overflow (Ssshhh...)    No one suppose to know    But she lay me up like the prime minister    Thousand grams of dope smellin' like Hine Vinegar    That was a lot to linger    But to the top I bring her    But when it came to dope, I always copped in fingers    Money missin, oh shit I almost chopped some fingers    Slit some wrist, thats when they said oh shit he's not a singer    Fuck the rap, fuck the movies, fuck Siskel and Ebert    This pistol I'll squeeze it, missles if needed (KILLA)    Remember I'm gonna spend my cake    Remember Jim we getting out of five eights (projects)    Now chefs will fry us steaks (thats true)    Its a higher stake    Swiss accounts I'm goin show you how to wire cake    And we from BBO    Now you a CEO    Direct a Vieo [video]    Your own album here we go    Thats my man anytime I holla, holla with me    We shared chicken sandwiches they was a $1.50    But you seven dollars, nickel bag and white owl    I hope the chicken sandwich last us through the night child    We ain't care we didn't sleep we was night owls    Insomniatics our life styles compatible    Magical    Pops gone, shit tragical    Moms on mission    My house is where the attics chill    I'm like a teacher, I need me a sabatical    Its not irrational    I grew up radical    And you all are shook    I bought all my crooks    Fuck you R&B niggaz Zeek sing all the hooks    Tito and Brick yes yes come again    They came sun or rain when I had that stomach pain (What else)