Fat Joe feat. Youngn' Restless

It's an illness goin' on
Yo, Shy T, hit me
Y&R, Young and Restless, Joe Crack
Strong Armored, T.S., Paterson, BX
Hold 'em!

Boy, look what you done started now
Ain't no stoppin' this or calmin' it down
Don't let me catch one of you fools out of bounds
Or there's gon' be a war from the motherfuckin' cradle to the grave
Man, look what you done started now
Ain't no stoppin' this or calmin' it down
Don't let me catch one of you fools out of bounds
Or there's gon' be a war from the motherfuckin' cradle to the grave

Now what's the cause of all this anger and hatred?
Gon' make me damage and break shit, my attitude is very unpatient
Nigga cross me, first thing I'ma wanna do is erase him
Yeah he used to be my dawg, but fuck a relation
Once you get money and fame, everybody start changin'
Shit ain't no longer the same, yo, niggas be hatin'
Can't see another brother succeed
So you backstab him just to see how long he'll bleed
But I'm a strong man, Pops always told me never fear no man
That's why I'm scarred up on both hands
And never love a bitch, hell nah, I can't trust a bitch
Fuck 'em and leave 'em, that's the way you thug a bitch
It's how a nigga was raised, with a heart full of rage
And I'm just too stuck in my ways
It's how a nigga was raised, with a heart full of rage
And I'm just too stuck in my ways, so fuck y'all

Boy, look what you done started now
Ain't no stoppin' this or calmin' it down
Don't let me catch one of you fools out of bounds
Or there's gon' be a war from the motherfuckin' cradle to the grave
Man, look what you done started now
Ain't no stoppin' this or calmin' it down
Don't let me catch one of you fools out of bounds
Or there's gon' be a war from the motherfuckin' cradle to the grave

Yo, I came here to prove your wackness
Bunch of useless bastards, always frontin', movin' backwards
This is hardcore, ain't no acoustic classic
Niggas flip for anything, resort to usin' a ratchet
Competition, stand in the line
'Cause without permission, I'm handlin' mine
Occupation, scramble and grind
Stomp your face in, shank you with knives
Your mission aborted, operation declined
I'm like an optician, with a vision to shine
A hundred steps ahead of y'all, ain't no gettin' behind
Say what I choose 'cause I done paid my dues
Came from a era of pain and terror, lot of rainy weather
I learned to survive through the hatred and lies
That's why from far away I can spot a snake in disguise
And believe me, dawg, we ain't scared, hope you came prepared
Straight Strong Armored, nigga, we don't play fair

Boy, look what you done started now
Ain't no stoppin' this or calmin' it down
Don't let me catch one of you fools out of bounds
Or there's gon' be a war from the motherfuckin' cradle to the grave
Man, look what you done started now
Ain't no stoppin' this or calmin' it down
Don't let me catch one of you fools out of bounds
Or there's gon' be a war from the motherfuckin' cradle to the grave

Yo, gear up, you need to fear us
One false move and get poor, pierced up
Like One Eyed Luke, man, I bang you in the club
Drink the Henny out your stomach and replace it with blood
You wish us the hell 'cause we too real
Sellin' two mils and still ain't afraid to pull steel
Ready Roc ain't concerned with y'all
I'm too big, too strong for y'all
And my chain too long for y'all, you heard Pun?
Takes years to earn a pair of Terror Squad balls
Heard you niggas want it with us, a fatal mistake
Been blazin' the gauge since niggas sport fades
Crack is king, man, the city is mine
And I ain't got a problem with bendin' with Shyne
It's the real deal, homie, stakes is high
Look at the mirror, man, I bet you hate your life

Boy, look what you done started now
Ain't no stoppin' this or calmin' it down
Don't let me catch one of you fools out of bounds
Or there's gon' be a war from the motherfuckin' cradle to the grave
Man, look what you done started now
Ain't no stoppin' this or calmin' it down
Don't let me catch one of you fools out of bounds
Or there's gon' be a war from the motherfuckin' cradle to the grave