Live From The Streets

Ohhhhhhh, señorita
When the evening sun go down
I come to, serenade you
From another part of town

Let's get it on, it's Angie Mar
Reporting live from the streets
From Y-O to Philly, and Harlem to QB
When it drops it's game over, you'll see
Introducing, Jadakiss and Styles P, no question

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Know we still in the hood dog, in front of the store

With the work across the street and the gun in the store

Soon as somethin happen niggas wanna run to the law

You know the code of the streets, never run to the law

That's why I can't even run 'less I run with a four
Or I walk with a three, come and talk to 'em P

You can catch me down bottom with a bird and a Glock
On the block makin money where they murder a lot

Or you can catch me up top shootin dice for a yard

I'm talkin six digits niggas bet the house or the car
You can catch me hittin a spliff, sick in the pit
On a bean like I'm missin my shit, they think I'm crazy

Catch me hittin your lady in my Mercedes
Bird on your baby, fuck you I'm keepin it gravy
L-O-X hold the hammers

Like we waitin for screws

When Angie Mar blowin motherfuckers out of they shoes, what

Comin live from the streets, where some die tryin to eat
From Y-O to Philly, from Harlem to QB
And when it drops it's game over, you'll see
Introducing, Beanie Sigel, tell me, how you livin?

Aiyyo, I've been kickin murder, since Adidas with thick strings
T.I. sweatsuits, Pumas with thick chains
Four finger rings, black belts and brass names
I was spittin flames since niggas was pitchin change
I'm a hard knock kiddo, always played the middle
Through flats and the crack game, get you if I can get you
Since a buck, played the highway, dodgin the troop boys
Jumpin in and out of coupes way before Duke boys

Always chased the penny, copped quarter waters
Tryin to make a dollar, chased my pop's boss' daughters
Tryin to make my name, global in all four corners

Philly baller, gamin in all four quarters
Never work, never will (all my hoes buy my clothes)
I can't go broke, never will (all my bros buy my Os)
I'm the best thing that linked up with New York since Sprewell
I'm murder, nuttin further, fill in the details

I'm here, it's over, fuck how y'all feel
When I drop, y'all gon' realize it's all real
Bein left for dead tied up, smoked 'til I dried up
So high up, seem like the sky duck
Hot what? Life was rough, but now it's nothin to hide
Used to click, be quick, to put this gun to your side
Be like, "That chain nice, I like that pal
Matter fact" {-click click-} "I like that now"
You got game? Call the name, just spell the name right

Bret, one of the best rappers ever to touch a mic
It's prophesized I write, spit scriptures mind blowin
'Til my coffin top closed and heaven's skies open
"Fear no man" is my slogan, I hope y'all believe

I'm just like you, fear nuttin, human that bleed
My mind breeds two movies, six albums, a hundred poems
Thirty R&B joints, I'm beyond the norm
Y'all just mad, I'm just glad, got my time to shine
Y'all the type to hear three hundred bars and run out of rhymes

Bret, from a five star family, with Angie
Comin live from the streets, from Harlem to QB
And when it drops it's game over, you'll see
Introducing, finally, the legendary Kool G

It's BGF, kids and what you facin? Castration
Decapitation, twenty-buck fifties and lacerations
Gorilla fam camouflaged out in the grass waitin
To blast your nation, slash like Jason and bash your face in
We ass raisin, chop bodies in half in the basement
Ock style, gat you so bad you need plastic replacement
With gats that's raisin, fascinatin, blastin and blazin

Exaggeration for your whole staff and stashin the Satan

Kiss back abrasions from gat grazin, defy gravitation
Pull my shit back, squeeze, bust it like masturbation
Hold fort, hold a blowtorch, leave your soul scorched
With no remorse, the state of New York, get your shit caught
When niggas talk, let the fifth talk
So tell me who's the next man to flip?
I stop the beef shit, rip up a hand of grits
Your candle get lit, gorilla shit feed us banana clips
The hammer's lit, anything in our range we dismantle it

Like to say thanks to my street correspondents
For gettin on this, comin live and direct with no nonsense
Sorry folks for hurtin y'all in previous "As It Was"
We about up close and personal