Released on January 1, 2006

Thumbnail

[Verse 1: GrewSum]

Yeah, it’s my time

Tellin' everybody in the game that I’m anxious

To make it, out of the dirt and get famous

Want everybody to know what my name is

Basically, I just want a little bit of fame

For the words that I keep on jottin' down on the page

From my brain that might just be a little bit insane

Tame 'til the day somebody mention my name

I'ma maim everybody in the game, to get money

Trained to sever jugular veins and get bloody

Take a couple of names, rape a couple of dames

Make a couple of changes, only rubble remains

I'm sick with the rap, like a sickness or rap like Carrie

Hit with a bat, you buried

Twitch when I'm pissed like Carrie

Just admit when I spit I'm scary

I'm cracked when I'm put on a track and attack

'Til I attract a mass of people across the map

You wanna get it, we can do it, I'm all for that

Hit 'em with the venom 'til they're all falling back

It's like Mike Shinoda mixed with a little bit of Esham

And A-1 Yola, little bit of Crooked I, little bit of Apathy

And put 'em all in front of the microphone, I might snap

On anybody, hit they body, get 'em bloody, sick 'em

When I get 'em, I'ma split 'em, be a victim to the rhythm

When I'm flippin' get 'em shittin', when they listen to me spittin'

On a mission to twist up the words that I've written

70 gettin' me known, waiting to get in the throne

Everyone lettin' 'em know, soon as I get in the door

I'ma be wreckin' the show, really just waitin' to blow

Then I'll be stackin' the dough off of the raps I flow

[Chorus: GrewSum & C-Mob]

I can't stop

Flowin' when I know that I'ma get that dough

Go nonstop

Every minute that I'm in it 'til the big stacks grow

Oh my God

What they saying when they hear a man spit that flow

I'ma hit that dro, I'ma get that hoe

I'ma spit that flow 'til I get that dough

I can't stop

Flowin' when I know that I'ma get that dough

Go nonstop

Every minute that I'm in it 'til the big stacks grow

Oh my God

What they saying when they hear a man spit that flow

I'ma hit that dro, I'ma get that hoe

I'ma spit that flow 'til I get that dough


[Verse 2: BG Bullet Wound]

Keep it coming, the automatics with static

Cause niggas be tryna fade a nigga, think a nigga won't dump

You better pick that motherfucker, for you creep that motherfucker

Hit a nigga real hard with a sawed off (Yeah)

Motherfuckers better know when I ride by

Really big things'll happen quick when I slide by

Me and my deuces, we fuck around with them niggas

That leave 'em full static, so motherfucker we can get it on now (What>)

Do you really wanna do it? Do you really want it?

GrewSum, BG Bulletwound and Mob on yo ass high

You can barely pull the pistol, how the hell you think I hit you?

I’m a motherfucking star with a shotgun (Yeah)

And the way that I'm doin' it cock sucker

You can never wild out, you can never find out

Pull another nine out, time to go to time out

Bring the rest of my killas and watch your family bow down

Do you really wanna hate me? Do you really wanna do me?

Do you really wanna fight me? Do you really wanna shoot me?

Motherfucker you can bring it on

You can bring it in the streets and we can get it on (Yeah)

Everybody all know that I'm a gangster

In the streets little niggas don't doubt me

Cause I'd hate to be the one that put a hole in your head

Cause you didn't find nothin' about me

[Chorus: GrewSum & C-Mob]

I can't stop

Flowin' when I know that I'ma get that dough

Go nonstop

Every minute that I'm in it 'til the big stacks grow

Oh my God

What they saying when they hear a man spit that flow

I'ma hit that dro, I'ma get that hoe

I'ma spit that flow 'til I get that dough

I can't stop

Flowin' when I know that I'ma get that dough

Go nonstop

Every minute that I'm in it 'til the big stacks grow

Oh my God

What they saying when they hear a man spit that flow

I'ma hit that dro, I'ma get that hoe

I'ma spit that flow 'til I get that dough


[Verse 3: C-Mob]

Do it for the money and I gotta get the bread quick

Anyone who wanna stop me, get their head split

Might wanna hate, but you better not have say shit

Unless you really wanna end up as a dead bitch

You don't wanna mettle with my money or I'll level every building on your block when I'm hot like a devil

I'ma cook 'em like griddle in a pot or the kettle

And I never will settle for the rocks that you peddle

I do it for the big dough, that's what I spit for

Everybody say that I be comin' with a sick flow

Verbally hit hoes, lyrically kick doors

Weapon of choices is a pad and a pencil

Can't stop like I was a rhyme machine

It’s time for green, I never claim I’m the king

But I still want you to kiss my diamond ring

And the hoes suck on my dick behind the scenes

I'ma shine, supreme game, utilize the vest

I never blink when I stare into the eyes of death

So put the lies to rest, I jeopardize your flesh

And leave you, your family, and all your guys depressed

When I set a kinda 'bout a half a mill on the table

That the game made me, cause I’m willing and able

Then I bet you'll really tryna be killing Azazel

But you better watch out when I'm feelin' unstable

And I'ma cut 'em into shreds, my knife in their head

Bled all over the bedspread, you're dead, you shared too much

Red, then I flirt with the bread, I said too much

Fed full of dread as the lead is spit through guts

Yes indeed, I love my gun so look out when I clutch too bravely

You will see C-Mob and the record label

I be at 'em yelling out "fuck you, pay me" because

[Chorus: GrewSum & C-Mob]

I can't stop

Flowin' when I know that I'ma get that dough

Go nonstop

Every minute that I'm in it 'til the big stacks grow

Oh my God

What they saying when they hear a man spit that flow

I'ma hit that dro, I'ma get that hoe

I'ma spit that flow 'til I get that dough

I can't stop

Flowin' when I know that I'ma get that dough

Go nonstop

Every minute that I'm in it 'til the big stacks grow

Oh my God

What they saying when they hear a man spit that flow

I'ma hit that dro, I'ma get that hoe

I'ma spit that flow 'til I get that dough