No Longer On The Low I Gotta Flow Is What I Mean



Let The Critics Know They Can't Tamper With The Jolly Green



No Longer On The Low Because My Flows Be Tight



On My Own Shit A To The G Is What I Be Like



The Neighborhood Sickness Makes You Feel The Pain



But The Medicine Got The Brain Numb Like Novacaine



Red Hot Got The Flavas Show & A Got The Flavas



Now Come On With The Get Down



The Full Blitz When I Bewitch The Song



More Flavors Than The Freaky 411 Joe Bitch Got On



Next Level Is What It's Time For



'94 Missed Us, But Check Us When Nine Pound Wind Down



Forget My Fame, Because My Aim Is The Riches



Even Robert DeNiro, He Ain't Seen More Witches



The Street Is Filled With Chickens, Some Finger-licking



I Need That Queen That Represents By All Means



You're Bopping Your Head, Now Watch It Spread Like Cancer



On The Move Like Go-go, Burn You Like Jo Jo



Dancer, You Can't Relate Because My Raps Are The Roughest



Retaliate, But You Wrath Is Roughless



No Human Being Seeing Me Is Rare



Time Has Took Its Toll, I Can Tell By Your Tears



A Man Among Children, And My Records Make A Killing



Like Tobacco, I Got A Fat Flow, Worth A Million



You'd Better Breeze Cause You're Finished



You'll Get Sprayed Like Afro Sheen, Got More Green Than Spinach



Time To Roll, Got My Squad On Patrol



Trying To Find Phony Fellas Faking Like They Got Soul