Come on, take it back, 70's style   I'll do anything   All y'all old school studio 54ers   That's my word   There's nothing in the world that I won't do   I'll give my world to you if you want me to   I'll do anything, anything, anything, anything   That's my word      O.D.'n on this one fleein' all eyes seein'   Dominant supreme being, face the mental   Deep concentration break the point on a pencil   Keep my cliches out your dental, capiche?      Shit that I been through is cause for parental   Discretions no question my west side connections   L.A. confidential, world don't stop   'Less it's mental, Staten residentials, you wit it?      Wu-Tang, Forever and a day, 'til I'm old and decayed   I'm committed, look Ma, we did it   Top of the the world, tell it to my firstborn   And my baby girl, did it my way      Take the low road, on the highway, out the sunroof, yellin'   "Thank God it's Friday!" Show a nigga love   If he got my sound pull the plug   He's not underground, call him, "Mud"      When I flood the airwaves household and stairways, rainy days   Waiting for these paydays, think not of the ends   If I got twenty, my brother get ten   Now let the madness begin motherfuckers!      There's nothing in the world that I won't do   I'll give my world to you, if you want me to   I'll do anything, anything, anything, anything      There's nothing in the world that I won't do   I'll give my world to you, if you want me to   I'll do anything, yo, yo, yo!      We got love for those with love for us   Baby you can look but don't touch, I'm fried off the dust   And plus, the only thing I trust is a fund   Ain't no fun, just paranoid niggaz totin' guns in apparel      Keep us camouflaged in the shadows   That's where I bring this tale that you never get to tattle   Obliterate the tri-state, and the crime rate   Tell them swine niggaz fly straight, you can call it fate      And if it ain't mine, call it fake, bottom line   End the case, spoon feed the track just a taste of the side dish   Soup of the day, I come Wright like N' Bushe   For them Dead Presidents      Fuck what you say, and he say, and she say, and they say   Vacate the premises, caught up in the melee   Sentence this song, to twenty-five years hard labor   In the system, where it takes the form of my wisdom      Respect mine, take my time and protect nine   Next on the front line, Mr. Meth   No more no less, what you see is what your ass get   Set it off I suggest      There's nothing in the world that I won't do   I'll give my world to you, if you want me to   I'll do anything, anything, anything, anything      There's nothing in the world that I won't do   I'll give my world to you, if you want me to   I'll do anything, anything, anything      Not a problem that I can't fix   'Cause I can do it, in the mix   Not a problem that I can't fix   'Cause I can do it, in the mix