(feat. Allah Real, Daddy-O, Division)[Intro: ShaCronz]Yeah, uh, it's dark outsideWe still in the hood with this one, ya'llYeah, from the projects, slums, Fort GreeneHuh? Ain't no sun outside, never sunny where I'm fromAlways grimy, yo, yo, yo, yo[ShaCronz]Everyday is a struggle, but you can catch my team hustlin' to the late nightTakin' risks, playin' dice, screamin' "We hate life!"Gettin' this money, but we want moreI see a lot of niggas beefin', but they don't want warI heat targets, anything you sese, rob it, got beef like the meat marketI'm clappin' captains, lieutenants, and police sergeantsI got two hoes named Denise and MargaretThey come through and finish drama after we start itAll my chicks major, I rep N.Y. like a Knick playerGet paper, split haters, I still spit and shit razorsGot eight pair of sick 'gators, five watchesSwitch flavors, 50 red and blue rocks around the wrist, playerMy vision is deep the Division will creeprun up on you, start hittin' your peepsNigga, we ain't playin, our mission's discreetI'm clippin' your peeps, have you missin' for weeksTo let you know we ain't playin'[RZA]Olive oil and fried tomatoes and basilI stepped in flared nasal from Hazelnut AmarettoMy watch 80 G appraisalPlus they drop 50 G's for a RZA beatCherry wood, hid the receipts, presidential suitesIce cold bottles of Cristy 'til my eyes mistyComplainin' to my lawyer how this rookie tried to frisk meJealous of my jeep, I gave his badge to the chiefAnd got his ass directin' traffic in the heat for a week[Freemurda]Keep comin' out your gums like loose teethYou gonna take a 40 to the mouth and it ain't no brewskiThat monitor gonna show straight lines like looseleafGot Up North niggas straight out the box like LuciesWanna shoot me? know you get a kick out of that just like Bruce LeeYa'll don't wanna lose teethComin' all out of your face just like pimplesThat thing comin' out of my waist, gotta hit you'Cuz ya'll niggas ain't with it, better quit it'Til you catch one through that man dribblin' on your fittedThat mean one through the front, through the back of the capLike the great Pun packin' a Mac in the back of the Ac'You could take one, not talkin' bout a Ac'I get cake from the fat crack bag with them packs, what?[Allah Real]Wherever I go, I always stand tallWherever I go, I always stand tall[Outro: Daddy-O (RZA)]Yo, peace, yo, Bobby! What up?(What up, O? What up fam?)What up cousin, how you (nothin' just trynna sling this shit)What's goin' on (You know I made that drop good off, right?)Oh, word? (Guaranteed, we made all this shit, man)That's what's up, yo, but check this outI got something new here for you, right here (what?)Supposed to give me some lesson (Lesson?)Yeah, lesson (what you talkin' bout, nigga?)Straight (know, how to what, cook the shit up, nigga?)Nah, nah, Knowledge, Wisdom, Understanding, Culture, Freedom.It's right here (son, what's that all about, though, yo?)Yo, God, it's the new way of life, knowhatimsayin? It's the truthIt's the way it's gonna set you freeI think you an intelligent brother, you should check this outYouknowhatimsayin, Supreme Mathematics, youknowhatimsayinCheck this out, and let me know... (let's see what you talkin' about)Youknowhatimsayin, I know you'll respond goodThis could take you to another level(Now hold on, man, you an O.G., you trynna tell me you trynna read, man, nigga?)Listen, brother, I've been readin', man, without this man I wouldn't be here right nowYou know? (You know what, god? Youknowhatimean?I'mma trust your word on this, I'mma pick this up, I'mma read this, aightI'mma get back at you, if I can relate, we'll relateif not, you still gonna have those pounds for me though, right?!?)Yeah, no doubt, but yo, right now, these the pounds right here, gThis is Math right here (yeah, it's like that, for real, fam?)For real (aight) aight, peace (Peace fam)This nigga, talkin' peace, man, this nigga's the wildest' nigga I know, yo!