Yeah, I get it down , anxiously the public can't wait
nikkaz had to have it way before it's release date
Jigga get irate, press get it fukked up
Took me one point eight but I had to get it straight
Get the CD, twelve inch vinyl, get the tape
Jigga give out food for thought dog, get a plate
I get it down, get it krunk when I get in the state of mind
That what's mine is mine, nobody get to take
I don't bend, break, fold, scratch, go down
My mental Rolodex see these words? I just don't know
I know stress, drama, nikkaz upsettin my mama
Arrested, put in the lineup, tryin to put dents in my armor
But I'm a survivor, plus I'm liver than most
Out on bail, fifty thou', still ridin with toast
I ain't tryin to collide with folk,
But I don't want folk takin Jigga for joke
I guess you nikkaz just woke - good morning!
You can't touch me, no you can't touch me
Jigga, Kelly, not guilty
Try to charge me but I'm not guilty
I got, all, my mamis
I've got all of my mamis
Tell me, what you, want from me
Tell me, what y'all want from me?
I'm not guilty
I see how you comin' at me now, I'm cool
I'm not the snitch I don't go to the cops to get rich
I go to the block and pitch
I go with the glock and click, I go with the pop I'm sick
I go with you hard; I ain't gon' stop for shyt
Look in my eyes dog, right in my pupils
If I'm your rival, why would I have to do you?
Press try to throw dirt on my name, disturbin' my game
Seemed happy when they heard he was arraigned, glad he's indichted
Got big money, big lawyers to fight it
Just like Cochran, cocksuckers you never see me boxed in
Y'all all know it, Jigga's a fighter
Plus I'm claustrophobic, back on the streets before you know it
And my word nikkaz, I heard you nikkaz
I'm address each and every one of you cocksuckers
fukk the white press, the block love us, hip-hop forever
B.I.G. is here, the soul of Tupac hovers, above us
I remember when this came out thinking was that a jab at Pac with the ‘Big is here, the soul of Tupac hovers above us line’ but nah it can’t be....