[mr. cheeks]   Back up off of dat speed   Yo, back up off of dat speed   Queens most wanted   Yo, back the fuck up      Chorus x3: niggaz don't want it over here, niggaz gettin blunted over here      [mr. cheeks]   Spiggy nice, field jackets and I keep my jeans saggin   You use the ? ? ? , see it's ? ? ? sense the dragon   It's lost boyz crew in 96, sometimes queen's mother fuckas   Bring the ruckus, clear the floor   I try to maintain, but niggaz they be fuckin wit my brain   Kid I've in this game ever since 13   It's your worst nightmare cause I'm far from a dream   Some niggaz wanna scream, I keep it quiet when I scheme   They called us on the humble, me and freekie tah got stuck   Now it's time for me and freekie tah to blow the fuck up   For real I'd rather puff a l in my act   Or creap thru the streets with my seats layed back   Or now I'm the versatile tile   They keep it to my now, my made style is runnin wild   I run with crews of individuals that break backs   Cause know a-days niggaz fake jacks   Fuck all your crews and your individuals   Who refuse to use mics as tools, kid ya lose that   To violate the lost boyz that's a warnin', keep it real in 96 shit is on it      Chorus x4      [freekie tah]   You done made the wrong move   That'll get in ya   Ima bust it in with this ill type of beat   Cause you know freekie tah got this ill technique   Style, I'm buckwild   I gotta flip some shit, the flip, the flip   The flippin the script   But let me bounce now, back in the game   Freekie tah leakin no shame to my name   Niggaz know my style, niggaz lookin now   Niggaz don't wanna hurt me that's word to my pow   They don't know what, what the fucks goin' on   What the fuck get outta here   Let me go and do this by myself   Got my 4-4 from my fuckin shelf   I stay with my gun, I roll with my gun   I never lose my gun, but yo I'm on the run now      Chorus x3      Interlude: [mr. cheeks]   We do this everyday, yo brin g the drama   Uknowwhatimsayin      [mr. cheeks]   The year is 84, it's time for me to enter with the ill shit   Freekie tah got my back, watch him kill shit   Lost boyz representi south side, jamaica, queens one time for your mind   I wear my jeans cuse kid I got the horror, and if I die tonight bury me in   My jeans tomorrow   Nigga, you wanna battle me but first face reality   Cause when I'm done with you I'm doin' jacks fatality   On you and your bullshit crew, kid I thougt ya knew how us lb's do   We comin thru, a 1000 ghetto men   We creap, so don't sleep   I'm stayin out of sight, only at night is when I creap   I ? ? ? to wonda put em on him, I tried to warn him in my session   I put this to his brain, I'm crazy insane at this confession   It's me the mr. cheeks I bring it to your brain-a, I'm crazy insane-a      Chorus x4      [freekie tah]   And I got warrants, I fuck all the cops   They get the middle finga   Hold on, whatcha say, hold on   Muthafuck y'all   Muthafuck y'all   Muthafuck y'all   Muthafuck y'all   Fuck y'all punanas goin after mine   Freekie leakin it's a nothin on my line   To the tick tock, I'm not gonna stop   Bustin yo shot, words on the block   Niggaz iz lookin at me, knowin me   Represent the l-o-s-t-b-o-y-z   Ah, ah ah ah ah let bust a head inside my muathfuckin steel   Ima pull a head and I'm a shoot em niggaz dead   Niggaz don't know I bust up the hemp stead      Chorus x3      [mr. cheeks & freekie tah]   Eh, yo the buddah cess is in your area   Lost boy crew iz scarier   Fuck the police, they ain't area   Ya step to my crew and I jam in ya