I got you, I got you, I got you, I got you Yeah I got you, I got you, I got you, I got you, I got you Look, the real is back, the real is back Flo Bananas here, peel this back And what you'll find is, your highness Could paint a picture that's vivid enough to cure blindness Carolinas, finest, you knew that already In terms of the greatest, I proved that already And if you were light, I'd do it twice I just sharpened my blade For a minute became lost in my ways It's for my niggas that was tossed in the grave Every so often I fade Deep in my thoughts and then get lost in the days We used to play before your coffin was made Just got the call, nigga got caught with a stray Hope he's okay, just got paid what Cochran got paid The free OJ's, just to share my life on the stage In front of strangers who know a nigga far too well And that's the danger, know me better than I know myself I rip a page out my notebook in anger And let these thoughts linger, singing Don't give him too much you Don't let him take control This one thing you do Don't let him taint your soul If you believe in God One thing's for sure If you ain't aim too high Then you aim too low What's the price for a black man life? I check the tow tag, not one zero in sight I turn the TV on, not one hero in sight Unless he dribble or he fiddle with mics Look out the window cause tonight the city lit up With lights, cameras and action May no man alive come through and damage my faction I brought you niggas with me cause I love you like my brothers And your mothers like my mother think we need a plan of action The bigger we get the more likely eagles collide It's just physics, please let's put our eagles aside You my niggas, and should our worst tendencies Turn us into enemies, I hope that we remember these Nights full of Hennessy, when Hov around we switch up to that Duce Gotta show respect, one day we tryna stay where you stay Cause we from where you from Not talking bout the slums, I'm talking bout that mind state To keep a black nigga dumb Keep a black nigga dying by a black nigga gun And keep on listening to these frontin ass rap niggas son Yeah I said son, this is New York's finest 411 winning straight, I took on New York's climate Like show me New York's ladder, I climb it and set the bar so high That you gotta get Obama to force the air force to find it Nevermind it, you'll never reach that Cold as the hypnotist, control the game whenever he snap That's every trap nigga Don't give him too much you Don't let him take control It's one thing you do Don't let him taint your soul If you believe in God One thing's for sure If you ain't aim too high Then you ain't too low I ain't serve no pies, I ain't slay no dope I don't bring no lies, niggas sang my quotes I don't play no games, boy I ain't no joke Like the great Rakim, when I make my notes You niggas might be L, or you might be Kane Or you might be Slick Rick with 19 chains Or you might be Drizzy Drake or Kendrick Lamar But check the birthdate nigga, you ain't the guy Nah, you ain't the guy Nigga, call the guy January 28th January 28th January 28th