[Hook]

(Beloved)

My vision gettin' clearer

I'm lookin' in the mirror

I'm sayin' to myself “that's a fly nigga”

Harlem is the city, got all my niggas with me

You know that they get busy, “lets ride nigga”

Dah, dah, daditty dah dee dah, daditty dah dee day

You niggas know I'm hot “Rite”

Dah, dah, daditty dah dee day, daditty dah dee day

You tryin' to take my spot “Rite”

[Verse 1: Redman]

All my fans say f..ck you in they fan mail

Cause I had they main girl on a hand-held

I go to the store they try to pop my fan-belt

Then I body 'em in the street like Cornbread Earl

Boy I'm that thorough, I'm like a pitbull

Windex in the pen to make it crystal

170 but in rap I'm a big dude

So yeah, I got bars like a Gym Room

Boy I'm that dirty

So tell the rap Jury

That tennis, The only way a nigga gon' serve me

My black Mac Bernie, I even mac Siri

Shit I'm killin' the Mic Like Conrad Murray

Get ya weight up boy, you wan' hustle with it

Even my protein bars got muscle in it

Pop my trunk, Pop Yours nothin' in it

I'm Cool so hol' up, Wait a minute

Let's go

[Hook]

“lets ride nigga”

Dah, dah, daditty dah dee dah, daditty dah dee day

You niggas know I'm hot “Rite”

Dah, dah, daditty dah dee day, daditty dah dee day

You tryin' to take my spot “Rite”

[Verse 2: Method Man]

Lux I'm Loaded 'bout ready to spit a verse

On hater's I unloaded be ready to get his hearse

I'm bout to send him notice If Harlem don't get him first

Send him down to unemployment cause homey gone get this work (rite)

Hot Benz, every honey is top ten

If she Hops in, then mo' than likely we not friends

Look I'm locked in, Hit you like Skelly, your top spin

First I pop, then I'm out like Pirelli's on stock rims

Flyest in the game, still applyin' the pain

Since Milk was Top Billin', and Lyte was ridin' the train

These paper thin villains get scraped and thrown in the flame

85% of rappers is fake and so is they chain

Now that's a no-brainer

36 in my Chamber

Now a moment of silence I throw a L up for Banga

Lyricist not a Singa

Don't ever forget its Gangsta

Ladies they get the thumbs up coppers they just get the finga

(Beloved)

[Hook]

(Beloved)

My vision gettin' clearer

I'm lookin' in the mirror

I'm sayin' to myself “that's a fly nigga”

Harlem is the city, got all my niggas with me

You know that they get busy, “lets ride nigga”

Dah, dah, daditty dah dee dah, daditty dah dee day

You niggas know I'm hot “Rite”

Dah, dah, daditty dah dee day, daditty dah dee day

You tryin' to take my spot “Rite”