(Juelz Santana)
  I feel like dropping something man
  Yo they tried to box me in the corner for the longest
  No key, locked me in this corner for the longest but
  Common man they can't fuck with me, Juelz Santana
  Uh, some how I managed to creep from under the rock
  Linking up with Cam and linking up with the Roc now
  Shit I told you, I won't fail you niggas man
  Yo this is powerful music I bring to this table
  The sequels are able the way I sling cane 'cause
  Let the music talk to them
  Yo, y'all know I'm fast in focus in case you haven't noticed
  Squeeze and blast them open as soon as the magnum open
  Yeah I told you man
  Uh, Cam gone make me a star, I'ma make him a million
  Jones is here I'm invading the building and
  Yeah Diplomat
  For the last time we got this man
  But I'm still on the corner grinding for them big stacks
  Big coat, big gat, don't ever forget that
  
  (Jim Jones)
  Yes I'm, yes uh, oh yeah nigga
  Yo, eyo my gold link can be number one on your charts
  If it happens so be it we come with the art
  Everyone in my part, they still moving
  All them chums in the front of the
  Yo I do this shit sick, stuffed and congested
  They don't give a fuck if you're sick you still get cuffed and arrested
  My justice is wretched
  You get knocked down please grab your crutches keep stepping
  Cause the game we done held back too long
  The pain we done felt that too long
  Cocaine we done dealt that too long
  And my pops it don't help that you gone, myself to move on
  Its scary and I'm gonna need help
  Streets flaunting me, dogs and marijuana don't help
  Fiends, junkies in the corner don't help
  Knee deep in my grave on these blocks I'm a goner myself but
  
  (Cam'Ron)
  Huh, killa, I'm here y'all
  Huh, I'm ready, I'm ready, huh, hey
  Hey, Yo what up buzzing buzzing, bird flip a dozen dozen
  Holla at your boy boy, you thought your cousin wasn't
  I'm ready, yes sir here we go
  Jim Jones (??)bones Santana many feet
  You niggas know Holla at me if there's any beef
  Yes sir, huh
  I know in vise versa we like murder we convict in the truck
  But yo if you got bitches to fuck hit me up dog
  Yeah I'm ready, huh
  Far as lyrics go they rocking recitals
  It won't stop until I'm on top with the title
  Hustling no stopping the cycle, I'm shopping for rifles
  I'm not for the idols
  Fuck the twin towers dog, we on top of the Eiffel
  Like live Pisa Pisa, eating a piece of pizza
  You cant be were I be dog, you need a visa
  Common chief of reefer
  Please believe it, I will squeeze and ya
  All bullets they will heat and seek ya
  Harlem world I'ma swell my town
  You a clown you can tell by now
  That I'm, I'm ready, I'm ready we coming for the title