115, that's right y 'all, uh
Yo look clown, I come through,
put it down
Keep thinkin' that you hard,
take a look around
I got soldiers stationed up to bring pain
And when they go down,
my hoes do the same thing
We all in the same gang,
we all willing to bang
Ain't nobody going against the grain,
so take aim
Be y 'alls evasive, cut all the faces
Catch all the cases, it's real
You'd rather bet your life than face me I mean,
I got this rap thing locked, but more cake than tasty
Like the fiendish, uh,
the title I hold I won't re linquish
And this type shit you should distinguish
And one phone call and I'll extinguish
I mean this, you seen this?
Blue steel four -fold the caliber,
ex -caliber
I'ma destroy my next challenger
Bebop, I post
MC
Quick to spray raid on the
Roach
MC
So don't be approaching me
Without the cross and rosary
Who this nigga supposed to be?
I'll blast him in the open
B
Damn
Black, how you do that, dear?
Cause we don't care, I'll take him there
Last night I dreamed of
some more gold
Some crystal, six pistols, a tin top
I'll take him there
That's not my way,
I'm a free man
Too late now, guess I'll finish what I started
Y 'all niggas heard the first verse,
no doubt shit bangin'
Verse two, make sure none of
y 'all left hangin'
Got hunnids lovin' this shit too,
go on with you
Long as you know my pant
s don't fit you
Money can look,
understand why he shook
Shit, I'm rich, face all up in the
Guinness
Book
Check, all the records I set,
it's major
Check, the cassettes I
wrecked with flavor
Fuck the
Cajun, done stayed
Palmcock
Vorno and
Ock, whole shit down like
Fort
Knox, huh
Man, after I'm unorthodox
But y 'all barely understand
the shit I deal with the locks
Give me the props,
I'm tryna set a mark this year
And bring the equipment out
to the park this year
Shocked to see how I used to be
I'm looking toward the future, see,
Blackie here to stay
It's time y got used to me
Pump set,
Blackie ain't tryna fit in
Up and down the coast,
can't count the spots I did in
That's when I dreamed
of some more gold
Sixty -five, sixty -thousand,
ten times more
That's when I realized I'm
dreaming
Too late now,
guess I'll finish what I started
Yo, I hit a beat and swing a note
as if my name was
Teddy
Pender
Hot beats and hot rhymes
tossed in the blender
I want y 'all to feel hardcore,
nothing tender
Bless this mic for as long as I remember
Y 'all can't see the rob,
uh -uh, you must be stupid
If I owe
Sean
Combs any money, then I recouped it
I looped it, this fly shit from the bodega
Me and
Yogi and
Javier from
You
Don't
Know
Me
I dare you to come against me,
run against me
Use your gun against me,
you fi nito, finished
I've seen wildcats diminished,
folds and fall
Bad boys knowin' the ball,
internationally
I'm sayin' actually,
I have to be the next
Captain
Goin' sell a million re cords casually,
so
Prepare yourself for the storm, 1999 is on
And I'm just getting warm
Last night I dreamed of some more gold
Some crystals,
six crystals and ten dimes a drop
That's when I realized I'm dreaming
Too late now,
guess I'll finish what I started there
Last night I dreamed of
some more gold
Some crystals,
six crystals and ten times a draw
That's when I realize I'm dreaming
Too late now,
guess I'll finish what I started baby
Last night I dreamed of
some more girls
Some crystals, six crystals
Black Rob 
