[Intro]

Uh, turn it up like this now

Uh, gets busy

Tear up the city

It's that filthy

[Verse 1]

You talkin' 'bout a Black Heart, I set off the movement

Bet you my left hand, ain't nothin' like me doin' it

Where is the air that's not tainted and unpolluted?

See every order be followed and executed

Snap of the finger, and I could send for you

Can't stand your attitude, then that's the end for you

We play by my rules, and that can't lose

It's gon' take more than a killer to fill my shoes

It's the top dog rep, the big boy step

Look around, ain't too many of 'em like me left

You know, when the boss's ill intention get thick

My answer stay short, and my strikes come quick

Mastermind behind the grind what makes a man like him tick

The crew I feed, the chick I pick

Boy, CL is that next level, I got scores to settle

I let loose the rebel, deep in that heavy metal

[Interlude]

Gets busy

Tear up the city

I'm that filthy

[Verse 2]

I'm set to do some numbers, show you how I do summers

Winter, spring, and fall, you could watch daddy ball

My niggas play the wall while they send me top shelf

Under watchful eyes, but lookin' like I'm by myself

The name in the book, so right before the beef cooks

I have 'em in the freezer, hangin' off the meat hooks

I gave 'em different looks, even when the lights dim

You got signs of bein' Smooth but you are not him

I breathe life in the game, no price to the fame

That keep a nigga like me on a chick's brain

Move that pretty, think that witty

Earn that rank, the first kid from uptown to crack that bank

From a young gun to the one big cannon

The bread expandin', this took plannin'

They said it can't it can't be done, too tough an obstacle

Is why I'm out here set, to do the impossible

[Interlude]

Gets busy, it's that rock shit

Tear up the city

I'm that filthy

Uh

[Verse 3]

It's like diamonds and toys, that's hers and that's ya boy's

This hard rock shit to that bunch of noise

I'm leavin' niggas scramblin', only left to gamblin'

When ain't no tellin' with how much I'm really handlin'

I make it look good, I keep it so hood

It's crazy, everything I slept on made me

Sharp when I wrote this, man with a focus

I'm out here too busy livin' it to notice

I'm a problem in these streets, mixed over them beats

Half a million fans await my release

And when I step in the door, and this the realest shit you ever saw

I'm makin' half a million more fans on tour

Fucker, from the pen to the block, sucker

Place ya bets, all my work cover

Why they wanna be me, how they study my "G"

And how my team is playin' shut down "D"

[Interlude]

Gets busy

Tear up the city

I'm that filthy

Uh-huh