Uh-huh,  Juwan shahir  Reformation 2006  Lets go        V-1  I got more class then an elementary school  So much, that i get you knocked out  Like a game of pool  Sun don't shine  In my part of town  Guys be wearin frowns  You could be rich or poor, less or more  Have the raspiest voice  Or a family that can rejoice  Follow da right signs  And you'll be havin that mouth lettin of rhymes  Spit the right lines  Money is gonna take your time  When i grip wit it  Im so sick wit it  Make you wanna hang with me and  Just fit in  Already you quittin  I see your smile, but i kno u despise of me  Im contagious like the west nile  Lemme spit my spits  Make my tracks  So when i sell them  It sells out like a recipe for crack  Im writin a novel and im on the final chapter  Every door i reach my walls get less blacker  Hottest lyrics youve heard  From an underage scrap  You fallin into a trap  Known as poverty  Im gettin paid using a part of me  Haha witness the reformation    (chorus 2x)  (various sampled voices)  Wait, here comes a brother i know fo sho can rap  An i still got love for the streets  And this is by far the  Greatest rapper ever  I try to maintain        V-2  Don't even try me  Im perfected highly  Im movin thru the game  With 99 lives  Im cuttin it all up with  99 knives  If you bring yo beef,  You better bring it cooked  Its my style  That's, getting you hooked  Don't hang with us  We all booked  Try to get away, but  I made you look  Rob a little kid and you call yourself  A crook  Im like everlasting gum  I never run out  You know i gets my paper  Man i be runnin my mouth  Detroit,compton, im down for whatever  But you know at the end of the day  I'll be eatin my cheddar  My mic checks are like  Universal disasters  Im already taught  I don't need no masters  Im runnin around the world and   i keep gettin faster  .. so just chek this reformation    (chorus 4x)