[Intro: Shyheim]
Mm... Bottom Up, yo!
[Shyheim]
Ya`ll can`t fuck with me, or my fuckin` team
What the fuck y`all mean? Fuck Shyheim
Like catchin` bodies ain`t me, like armed robberies
160.15, ain`t my steeze
I`m big dick Hercules, I`m from wildin` wildin` Staten Island
Where the little homies, murked the D`s
We bout it bout it, you can see C-Murder in our eyes 4/5/6 on my dots
It was my finger that pulled the trigger, when he died
Tell the creator, I said I`ll check him later
I done got it, all upstairs, that`s why my peers call me elevator
Me and bonifide gangstas, roll like skaters in Empire
Kanye West rap niggaz, have `em spittin` through the wire
You biters, I`m gasoline, if it wasn`t for me
Ya`ll wouldn`t be fire, I got the industry tied up
Held for ransom, pretty bitches tell me calm down handsome
I just give them a stupid look without answerin`
[Chorus: Bee-Gee]
Since the first time that I stepped through the door
And lettin` y`all niggaz know, that I will bring the noise
Move with some round niggaz, that`ll bang the toys
Gettin` it all and poppin`, in the streets, for sure ooww
But since y`all niggaz wanna hate, violate
Unless you see how it is, messin` with the great
Pull my thing out, no safety on it, aimed at the target
Squeeze off, let them shots rip your flesh apart, sure
[Shyheim]
I`m from S.I., used to rock Wu-Wear
Before my nigga Rasheem got murdered, I could say I used to care
But now I don`t, fuck around and hang myself
If you give me, a long enough rope, I`m stupid like that
Ask my nigga Homi`, I pack bigger mac`s than McDonald`s
Bang harder, than African booties, scratchers on bongo`s
And y`all don`t pop, won`t pop, I been in dope spots
When the police raided, back when my hair was braided
Back in the days on Halloween, we went eggin`
I used my building taggin` manhunt, skills for slayings
What you say is not irrelevant, you gonna need some good luck
So cop two elephants, I`m hell of bit, in the precinct
Bitin` the skin off my fingers, to disguise my prints
And they still came back, go home, like Ma, it`s a real wrap
Man listen, I`m not going going, back, back, to priz-oh
[Chorus 2X]
