A-1 Performance (Album Version)

Y'all can't be serious, this is A-1 performance Your boy wit' the million-dollar vocal chords No more Cristal and DoM P, straight Gatorade And they say in death, all life questions shall be answered But this here started before the womb and will not end after the grave Y'all can't disturb me Critically acclaimed, verbally I'm sickly insane Officially, I remain the Ripleys of the game Believe or not, the hustler's here to retrieve his spot From y'all dungaree thieves that mislead the block No rehearsal, nothing's controversial Relax homie, react, one response'll hurt you I know death, I was there when souls left Froze holdin' my nose, over decomposed flesh It's deeper, brown reefer, no beeper, low ceaser Outta sight, the life make the doe sweeter The raps Derrick Jeter, veggie-eater, half-ebonizer Love leisure, crewed up, in the stretch 11-seaters It's either; move accordin' or, lose an organ It's sorta like an abortion, you choose what's more important for ya Pimp to poet, from prince to heroic to Now, King of New York now, as if y'all don't know this. If you, If you think you want it You know y'all can get it Nobody doing it better than AZ, no, no, no I done did the ostrige, the gators, silver foxes Silk boxers, rocked ice so obnoxious Wore pradas, Taj Mahal more dollars What other motherfucker y'all could call hotter Street affilly, sweet swisher, switch from willy This so amazing, MJ style the flows Cajun Connect wit me, absorb, reflect wit me Respect im so N-Sync, I could sex Britney Been about it, no comparison, send 'em a stylest They too old for gold, and they dress code is childish I'm grown music, so I ask don't confuse it Consider, I'ma soul food this Howard Heuwit Sos the don, so seductive overdose 'em wit' charm Paranoid, sorta, so please approach me calm Clothes and money, hydro, hoes among me, Emphatically, the truth is y'all can't take nothin' from me. If you, If you think you want it You know y'all can get it Nobody doing it better than AZ, no, no, no Although it's all music, at times we misuse it Confuse it, like we back on the block suited Born-thugs now get recruited, but listen youngin' You still a student I spit twirlin' tricks wit' a toothpick Taught ya teacher, I'm the source for seekers Resurrected like christ off the cross on easter Zone excessive, seven different home addresses So many years lost through tribulations, I've grown possessive I, earned my title, I learned survival Self made, never too concerned wit' idols The earth and the moon is one, and I'm the sun So all competition is none, get ya gun. If you, If you think you want it You know y'all can get it Nobody doing it better than AZ, no, no, no Nobody, doing it better than AZ