[Intro]
Light it up
Major Independents, the foundation
Stick the f*ck up, n*gga
Sticky Fingaz, officially on some bullsh*t, n*gga
n*ggas see me, they better have a motherf*ckin' smile on they face
sh*t gon' get pushed in, yo
[Verse 1]
On every mixtape n*ggas battling, I swear they frontin'
But they be talking made sh*t like they real or somethin'
All I hear is "blah blah this" and "blah blah that"
If you gangsta, why I ain't hear no (*gunshot*)
n*ggas always show me love ‘cause they scared I'ma spaz
Bust they head with a bottle, stab 'em up with the glass
I see 'em up in the club, I swear to God they fake
And they take four good clink, clink, clink
Clinks on they face until the bottle breaks
f*ck the nonsense, I'll beat you till you f*cking unconscious
No wonder all the media portray us as monsters
Stick the gun in your mouth, down to your tonsils
'Less you could take a human life with no remorse
Like a little insect you just steppin' on
Turn around, walk past, [?] up out of here
[?], Stick Fingaz, get the f*ck out of here
Doc said I had a problem, something wrong with me
A rare symptom called, "Everything belong to me"
I steal so much, surprised I ain't locked away
I even stole some chronic from Dr. Dre
Yo' money's my money, now how much we got?
Two years worth of rent on your neck could get you shot
n*ggas think I'm crippin', the way I leave this sh*t bloody
Only thing better than money is other people's money
[Hook]
Them guns, we let 'em go, yo
We quick to let 'em go, yo
We bring gangsta to you
Why would you f*ck with a n*gga like me?
Knowing that I live and I die by the heat
Why would you think that I wouldn't see?
You, catch you off guard out in these streets
[Verse 2]
That don't make you gangsta ‘cause you got shot, that's so stupid
The n*gga that's gangsta is the one that do the shootin'
The world crazy, y'all ain't rap too tight
Where the best [?] black and the best rapper's right
Here motherf*cker! What the f*ck you thought?
It's n*ggas like you that land n*ggas like me in court
Tell the truth, y'all n*ggas don't be using them Glocks
It's like Lil Kim starting up a group with Fox
On the real, what the f*ck could y'all do to me?
If I had security, be there to protect you from me
Oh, you ain't know? n*gga, I'm a walking court case
Got a 25 to life right here on my waist
But f*ck that sh*t, I ain't doing time for no heater
Swallow the shells, a empty burner's just a misdemeanor
f*ck the radio, the game is fake
I seen three Pacs, two Biggie's and at least one Ma$e
Turn on BET, y'all be surprising me
Everybody nice in the game [?] for me
It got hot soon as you know who stepped in
I don't dance, I'm a thug, I got two left Timbs
Stick be dishing out the lead shells
Come around me and start walking on eggshells
Getting you set up is not a prob
Who you thought taught 50 Cent how to rob?
[Hook]
Them guns, we let 'em go, yo
We quick to let 'em go, yo
We bring gangsta to you
Why would you f*ck with a n*gga like me?
Knowing that I live and I die by the heat
Why would you think that I wouldn't see?
You, catch you off guard out in these streets
[Outro]
Major Independents, n*gga
Stomping y'all n*ggas the f*ck out
We too ill, we too sick
We got too many guns, too many killers
There's too many of us, y'all n*ggas is dead