AlterEgo

Banko, BMW boy
They hate me cuz they in love wit the toy
You critic, my content happens everyday where I grew up
Don't be a dumb blogger, nigga are you high or what?
Fuck a liar, I admire heart
You buy my album, then you buyin' art
Like them? I am not, lil' nigga I am hot
The writer writer's watch
Hand full of metal and diamond tops
It's my turn, your time to watch
Watch ya feet, don't scuff these nigga...you couldn't buy the box
You had ya run, here's ya final stop
Putcha titles up, the boy'll bite em up, watch his vitals drop
Niggas die everyday around the way (hey)
The concrete engraved, don't play
My old head just died yesterday, told me "Banks getcha money, fuck what everybody say"
Makin' it ain't a walk in the park, it's a walk thru hell
That's why I pop so much shit, I'm supposed to fail
Southside's poster child, I got em open now
Best friend pokin' out, fuck you wanna talk about?
Line' em up and chalk em out, it's simple math
Nigga you against a army of G's you won't last
Fall back now allow me to breathe, as I pass
Don't make me smoke ya seeds and turn ya window stained glass
Me, him in the same class, ya hurtin'...don't lie
Banks the reason everybody so fly
G5's in the sky, both hands in the pie
Couple grand for a tie that I can't even tie
You think these dustheads can handle me? Nah
You know I go for mine, even wit a sober mind you'll be heavily overshined
Lets see how long you last in overtime, cuz I'll throw it in overdrive
Rhymes open eyes and its no surprise
Now everybody off the boat wit pies
Fairytale smoker lies, exactly why I don't socialize
Gimme a minute, I'll show you how to get it
My car match the fitted, I got plenty action in it
Rims high as midget, a switch give it the dope lean
Chop shop Chevy, Indianapolis Colt theme
I'm so mean, I'm so clean
They duckin' B, cuz he'll bury ya whole team
Ya knaaameaaann?

5 and better niggaaaa

skunkie

yeaaa ! best track on the tape... i remember when P (Prodigy) rapped over this beat... but banks kills it 4 real

the last 30 seconds are redicilous

G5's in the sky, both hands in the pie
Couple grand for a tie that I can't even tie
You think these dustheads can handle me? Nah
You know I go for mine, even wit a sober mind you'll be heavily overshined
Lets see how long you last in overtime, cuz I'll throw it in overdrive
Rhymes open eyes and its no surprise
Now everybody off the boat wit pies
Fairytale smoker lies, exactly why I don't socialize
Gimme a minute, I'll show you how to get it
My car match the fitted, I got plenty action in it
Rims high as midget, a switch give it the dope lean
Chop shop Chevy, Indianapolis Colt theme
I'm so mean, I'm so clean
They duckin' B, cuz he'll bury ya whole team
Ya knaaameaaann?

__________________
"We aint the ones to flex on
We always got the sket on
Step on, or get 3 to yo head like Stephon"
Lloyd Banks