Turn it up in my headphones, please Street fame, more I wasn't mad until these stricks shot me It's time I sanitize my posse Look how paranoid these niggas got me Segular calls, it'll be Nick Straits Simpson bailin' silently Mama Jill, thug livin' Pay the bills, I'm dyin' violently Closed caskets, exposed bastards I leave em' bloody The Lord was tough, I don't let your kids Hear a nigga speak on gettin' money Ain't nothin' funny, green Got a nigga seein' things, why? Hit the lie, hope to God I can fly Lethal weapon, I'm a savage Still a method to my madness Blast niggas laugh, call it cash cabbage Read in a week, put em' to sleep, they hell bound Lyrics will leave em' spellbound Clown now, tired of bein' held down Close my heart, hope to die blind Live some pussy, millionaire Livin' carefree, sucker free Player haters miss me, hopin' Hard times never catch me slippin' *** authorities, they wonder why Minorities be bitchin' We ain't havin' it Time to tear this *** back Get em' children kicked back Once I hit the mat, niggas'll never get this *** back Spittin' so eloquently My pistols represent me Bustin' till my rounds empty Back for the street fame Comin' to a ghetto near you, street fame Comin' to a ghetto near you, street fame All-out warfare, eye for eye Bustin' all my enemies, got me killin' Hell yeah, straight dissin' you *** Lil' Kim, you nasty bitch Temperature rises, niggas blinded by my lyrical disguise No time to block retreats, niggas shiver and die Multiple rounds, found ace in his body and face Wrapped in plastic, the acid erased all trace Criminal tactics, the block game became so drastic Military mob, mass, all our bulls get blasted If we bleed, then they suffocate, chokin' in terror So we strive, seein' our lives be reflected in mirrors The prophecy is clear, niggas lock and load, disappear Strategize with no fear, waging war for years The crack gang wasn't big enough, ready to rush Bitch made mother***ers get murdered in touch I call the jail, niggas screamin' Freeman Speakin' freely, conversatin' with my comrades Kickin' Swahili, indeed, they should feel my first seed It gets worse, playin' the curse to be a G On the first to breathe Comin' seein' stacks, artillery in the back Strap on me, we camouflaged in all black When we attack, holla out my set, nigga Tighten yo' jaw, givin' birth to the outlaws Street fame, bus nigga, bus Comin' to a ghetto, yeah you, street fame Only Machiavelli the dog could put down like this Comin' to a ghetto, yeah you, street fame Positive identification, got me rushed to the station Stuck in this lineup, tryin' hard to hide my face They placed a name, but can't record description I ain't did ***, officer, that bitch trippin' Promise retaliation, they playin' busted No man to be trusted, everything corrupted Once a man touch it, kamikaze Hopin' that none of the spies find me That's why we bye-bye daily, knowin' cops trammin' But why cry, floatin' while we talkin' On this potent branch, flossin' in the thugs' stands Puttin' ***ers out my pants Never underestimate me, play or hate me, see me in high Show us hollow points, shatter enemies, die Spread love, dead thugs gettin' buried in riches Take a chance to advance, *** the Murrayan bitches Penitentiary's a possibility, bustin' pray Wearin' rubber so I live to *** another day Ain't nothin' strange, I'm 25, died to change But still I bang, wantin' street fame Feminine, thugged out Machiavelli, the don, representin' the outlaws Street fame One love to my street niggas Comin' to a ghetto, yeah you, street fame Machiavelli, the don, culminati Comin' to a ghetto, yeah you, street fame Now check this out I'ma tell you like this The lifestyle that you livin' Got you takin' more ***in' shorts Than gettin' props Then that lifestyle need to stop You best to recognize this outlaw *** Cause only in this outlaw lifestyle can you truly come to To see what this life's supposed to be like Nigga, you start to see riches find bitches and hittin' switches ***, to me that *** sound delicious Street fame