TIME 4 DA TRUE

You can call it a come back it's the fact we came Passed around like Wayne ya'll remember the name Or maybe you don't we're known as L.I.'s finest You can find us or maybe you won't Your two cents can't dent my 110 And surplus is looking empty again I hold pens for therapy they say we bugged the fuck out Since them everyday raps got drugged the fuck out So I got to gas up the semi Passing all you who's what's where the hell am I I'm placed in a race considered among kings But no need for clones no time to sit idiot Ya'll just itty bits of me Simply the simpliary day same people Wanting my fame like it makes your name equal Eventually turn back the plane with no sequel To all I shoot game on the microphone Sometimes off field screaming out yield To a girl walking passed me Get watched like TV Ya'll know me wink my eye As she claims the maintenance fee is too high To try but if I didn't I would wonder why We don't really care if your feeling us We going to still do our thing Now its time for the truth I grew big from sun rays God gave me reggie So I cooked it in Crisco and wrote this protein Healthy with this rhyme sport hurdling rap While some didn't even seem make team Loot the King Junior site we got dreams To push love like crack to fiends (they need love yo) Ambassador the one you want more of Michael Jack in a track without the glove Where the big check charity cat Married to rap Treat her like a two bit hoe (we ain't pimpin) You squares ain't ready to do us for practice Printing out joints like we on axis Like milk in a create with no expiration date Styles we got inspires your theft Adam F makes cuts to deep to bleed ya Us ripping and write text book procedure Ya'll shaking ya ass no where we need ya But follow where your mind will go And I'll keep forming words for dough My name is mercenary and its necessary That this nigga DV let you know We don't really care if your feeling us We going still do out thing You can sit and say anything you want We going to still do our thing Rappers come and go with the same old flow We going to still do our thing Now its time (for us to do us) For the truth (for us to do us) Learn from Khujo Goodie to throw them bows like Riddick Heard your hungry come get it Apply teflon to my songs to pierce heads No matter what boroughs you from or water you tread Or whatever the set you hold down I'm still covering more ground Walk up in the house of blues Wearing house shoes white socks ready to rhyme While the line stretches all around the block And from grandstands to table tops we seen much more Than your typical rap belly can stand to swallow Rock from the ivy leagues down to rallow Dust beats for fingerprints left Throw F at the end P dollar AM components L. I. U. K. ground where we zoning Needle and thread ready we sowing these seams Pat her down cause it's nearing extremes extremes extremes… We don't really care if your feeling us We going still do our thing You can sit and say anything you want We going to still do out thing Rappers come and go with the same old flow We going to still do our thing Now its time (for us to do us) For the truth (for us to do us) We don't really care if your feeling us We going still do our thing Now its time (for us to do us) For the truth (for us to do us) You can sit and say anything you want We going to still do our thing Now its time (for us to do us) For the truth (for us to do us) Rappers come and go with the same old flow We going to still do our thing Now its time (for us to do us) For the truth (for us to do us)