Stakes Is High

Now, where the ladies at?
"yo, we're chillin' over here"
And all the fellas?
"takin over this year"
I heard the party's round here, right?
"you know that's right"
Dinninit, yo, hey, hey, hey
Now, where the ladies at?
"yo, we're chillin' over here"
And all the fellas, the fellas?
"takin over this year"
I heard the party's round here, right?
"you know that's right"
Dinninit, yo, hey, hey, hey
Dinninit, yo, hey, hey, hey
Dinninit, yo, hey, hey, hey
Dinninit, yo, hey, hey, hey
Dinninit, yo, hey, hey, hey

It's so real when we come through
Sunshine be on my sidewalk when i come through
Schoolly d like family reunions
Midday may, it's all lovin'
Take a walk down to d dot c
The war's tuggin'
And ain't no druggin'
My credit's a gain
While you searchin for some trick
To put the shit in her name
I be spendin on wall street
And buyin' boardwalk
Dodging problems of the world
Drawn out in white chalk
Peace, mr. war
I'm seein' all dimensions
But unlike your eye extensions
My vision don't blur
'what' 'when' and 'word's
Where the gossip occur
Heard i'm sexin' sade
And i bought her a fur
Battin' eyes at toni braxton
And i bought her a fur
Now i'm hittin' whitney houston
Oh, she bought me a fur?
Far-fetched like glass teks
And kiddie rolex
Soon comin'
But now it's time to kick the fun in
Now, where the ladies at?
"yo, we're chillin' over here"
And all the fellas?
"takin over this year"
I heard the party's round here, right?
"you know that's right"
Dinninit, yo, hey, hey, hey

I'm pourin out these rhymes
For them kids who ain't here
Stakes is high
But we gonna try to have fun this year
Before there were guns
There was native tongues on these plains
But others on
Without them being pawns in this game
'cause a pawn in this game
Is left with no game to play
So, um, you best ta check
And hear what we got to say
Now if you came to party
Just let it be known
Now if you came to fight
You might get that head flown
By the one and only
Maseo plug third
J.d. dove plays the wall
As kenny cal spurts words
And a number
To a crew of dope girls from the woods
And not dope meaning weed
But dope meaning (good)
Like them west coast kids
Who be throwin' up signs
I hate a buster
Unless his name is busta rhymes
So check the way my mind moves
Over times and grooves
Got some money to blow
Wonder why wanna know
Where the ladies at?
"yo, we're chillin' over here"
And all the fellas, the fellas?
"takin over this year"
I heard the party's round here, right?
"you know that's right"
Dinninit, yo, hey, hey, hey

[never gonna give up on you]
We gonna do it like this
[just a little bit]
Like that
[just a little bit]
Zhane
[just a little bit]
De la
[just a little bit] c'mon]

[chorus]:
I'll never give you up
No, i'll never stop
Keep it comin'
Keep on comin' 4 more [2x]

It's that brown man from long islandin' shores
Got a way with women, so i get away with yours
Because you're whole game's outdated
Which leaves all the pretty women heavily sedated

Mummy you can play your ripley's
Or believe it or not
I shoot gift like heron
With skills of gil-scott
Nights like sir lancelot can get heated
Prescribin' your vibe, love,
I know how you need it

[chorus]: [2x]

I like to mingle sometimes
So i head out of state to find a couple of dimes
But a government rate can't settle for no nickels
Even pennies for thought for short
I need connections
With big bank selections
Securing all the sections
With sing-sing corrections
Seedin' like nature, escapin' like gas
Tell me how long this love is gonna last
Thinkin' fast might spoil somethin'
Turn a [?] to nothin'
[?] to your lady is special
Seen a bigger picture on the screen
But you're a movie, you move me
You soothe me like holidays, getaways
The brochure said do it
So true
It's not a hold hand mission
Cut the public display
Heard you're headed for the stars
Put the gazers away
Mine times out of ten
We cut to good friends
But when we on the tenth
We gotta go the length
I'm not a playa
Yet i get more play
Than a talk show shown
Cross the usa
Have em' moanin' out the vowels sounds
Ooh, eeii, and aahh
And how by now you should know me and my
Do members of the opposite sex
Have their boyfriend screaming out
We got more techs
Than that ball team in georgia
[yo, he said he's comin for ya]
All because the ho wanna go to the casbah

[chorus]: [2x]

You can get with
Some of these women
Some of the time
When your face is in the light
[?] stirred with lime
Is it a crime
To set your mind to death?
Resuscitated
See how many brain cells left
I feel your body's drawn to my positive
Don't even want a baby
If it's that easy to give
I live right around the corner
Three states away
Take a holiday
Come check me
Watch how i set the
Mood, check a movie on the tube
Get your belt mad loose like lee
Phone's turned way down
To avoid the beef
Or the questions
If she's the only one gettin' lessons
You're into crime faces, huh?
Well i'll play your capone
Suzy q got the grill
To make the cake chrome
Situation's gettin absurd
Hot on a plat
So work the format
See how we do that?
And you're figurin
We love on the rock
I'ma keep it up front
To maintain the stock
Displayin all the goodies
From your knuckle to knees
Make it hot like the island degrees
Now that's special

[chorus]:

[listen all you fellas, here's what good love is]
[listen all you fellas, the kind she understands]
[listen all you fellas, then you won't have to worry no no more]
[listen all you fellas, you betta listen] [you betta listen]
[listen all you fellas, here's what good love is]
[listen all you fellas, the kind she understands]
[listen all you fellas, then you won't have to worry no no more]
[listen all you fellas, you betta listen] [you betta listen]

Mummy i saw one day
She was on some fume vapors
Givin' me lip so i continued with the caper
Cat litter had me sniffin
Since outside the palace
Eyes sicker than aids
Game harder than a callous
Tried to enter in her shit
She had locks on the session
Tellin me how her last man
Taught her ass a lesson damn
Well, i'm not the mayor
I take care of my dimes
But i excluded i had nickels
Addin' up to her kind
Short stacks with a wristful of jewels

Sayin she didn't need a man
To make her out for a fool
Dig it, miss, my love is credited in cupid account
And if you need that extra help
Gigglin, figurin' i had jokes for her humor
Then she broke out with the words
About knowin all the rumors
"see, all you niggas rappin be like pedigree dogs
Thinkin you can have me leashed
Around your microphone cords"
Somethin 'bout her lit me up like july
And with them onions in the pants
I couldn't help but cry
Seemed lost in the essence
But i had to find my way to take
Action for the digits just to set up a date
Thought my shinin was on
I had the skirts in the bag
Until i took a bit of time
To peep the price on the tag
She said "i'm that salt and pepa
Who like pushin it to sisters
You need to get to walkin with it mister,
I think you betta listen"

[listen all you fellas, here's what good love is]
[listen all you fellas, the kind she understands]
[listen all you fellas, then you won't have to worry no no more]
[listen all you fellas, you betta listen] [you betta listen]

We was at some outside jam one saturday night
When this pretty ass girl got locked in my sight
She was a ghetto philosopher
Yeah you know the type
Thinkin' mary j. and sade understood her strife
Caught me lookin', "yo what's cookin?"
"nothin' from around here
So don't approach or hope
To be the man of the year"
I said listen deer or rabbit or whatever the hell you be
I'm not the one to embarrass
But the one to emcee
I traveled the world q uarters on my relationships
Used and abused by hoes
So my royalty stubs
But above all
I brought my daughter into this earth
So i understand the need
Of women feeling of worth
She glanced deep in my eyes
And said "oh shit, you're ill
I like the way your mind
Moves around at will
Still, let me apologize for soundin so sassy
But you niggas act as if my ass
Has a sign that says harass me"
Her name was gail from the union of dale
I made her remove the shades
So her eyes could tell me the plan
Yo where's your man?
"oh that nigga's past tense,
Painted bruises on my face
Haven't seen him ever since"
Gave a pinch to my bottom
And started rubbing my back
She said "i bet your ass is darker
Than a mobb deep track"
Only one way to know it,
And i was down to show it
So we jetted back to my crib to set it
She made it known
"i've owned thoughts of you
Since that song 'meeny-meeny'
Can't believe you're about
To be all up in between me"
Man, the flag was lowered
So my wood was raised
Followed a shielding of my building
To protect me from the blaze
This granted access to
Southern parts of her borders
Did you have her comin'?
Like the new world order
I caught her with the right combination
A good combination
Keepin' it in her hard, man
You betta listen

[listen all you fellas, here's what good love is]
[listen all you fellas, the kind she understands]
[listen all you fellas, then you won't have to worry no no more]
[listen all you fellas, you betta listen] [you betta listen]

There's a lot of people out here
Who just don't know
What plays a factor
In movin' heads and toes
It be them hits
Hangin' out of them stereo kits
Whether cassette radio or cd bits
Mix tapes from the best
Going on and on
Throughout the city grounds
To suburban lawns
Man, we don't play
Even where we stay
Videos shows the visuals
Of jams today
Coinciding with the rhythm
Of the heart and neck
The brakes got you
In your proper context
You let your lex or your
Sixty-four suspension
Bounce away all your tension
En route to the club
Where girls need the quenchin'
Diamonds on your wrist
Sunroof top
But niggas out front
Makin' guns go pop
So the spot gets shut
But on to the next
'cause your ears get vexed
When they don't get the fix cause

[these are the brakes]
It be your listenin pleasure
While you're doin your chores
[these are the brakes]
No matter where you from
It's for you and yours
[these are the brakes]
Bringing it back to the brakes
Like the 'yes yes y'all'
[these are the brakes]
So let it be your anthem
When you're havin' a ball

Well it's silly of me
To think that i
Would never get a chance to see
A piece of this pie
I sat dead in front of speakers
Thinkin' that could be me
Anticipatin' open microphones
So i could emcee
Had a catalogue of raps
Impressin' all the 'round-the-wayers
Before i went to bed
Included rhymes into my prayers
But that rhyme is all on paper
I want my song on vinyl plates
I dreamin' hits and doin' shows
Makin my niggas spines shake
Expectin' nuttin but a little bit
Of radio play
Gettin diced on 1 and 2's
By the best djs, hey
Time was kinda tight
But still i dotted on the line
And some expected me
To start buhlooning in the mind
Seein' spaces and places
That i couldn't pronounce
But still i had the pulleys
To make all the bullies bounce
With the blessings of the great
We took it from state to state
'cause we landed on the good foot
And got our biggest brake cause
[these are the brakes]
A mother gets mugged
By her crackhead son
"that's the brakes, that's the brakes"
You're in the wrong part of town
So the shots make you run
"that's the brakes, that's the brakes"
Your best comrades put six tabs
In your o.e.
"that's the brakes, that's the brakes"
Your boyfriend made you a carrier of hiv
"that's the brakes, that's the brakes"

Now what's gonna happen
When the sun don't shine
I'm buyin tickets aboard
The caravan of love
Hey fellas
See, money don't make shots repel
I break woes and compose
Some rhymes to tell
So when the party's live
It shouldn't be beef
Or playin' indian roles
I guess you thought you was chief
Seems all broke up
And now you woke up surprised
Situation's gettin sticky
Dead in front of your eyes

We play the wall
Similar to tacks
Until the dj plays
The necessary track
In fact as the jam plays on
Out comes all your bread
To pay for drinks
For them girls you want to spread
Don't be mislead
When the brakes inside your head
And have you reminiscing
On them kids who got you fed
Until reality reveals a miss
Who wants to know
If you can play her real close
Out on the dance floor 'cause

[these are the brakes]
It be your listenin pleasure
While you're doin your chores
[these are the brakes]
No matter where you from
It's for you and yours
[these are the brakes]
Ringin it back to the brakes
Like the 'yes yes y'all'
[these are the brakes]
So let it be your anthem
When you're havin, a ball

It's a dog eat dog competition (no doubt)
I'll be gone like you're wishin (and i'm out)
'cause i ain't got time
For hangin around
When you're fuckin' my love
In all the wrong places
It's a dog eat dog competition (no doubt)
I'll be gone like you're wishin (and i'm out)
'cause i ain't got time
For hangin around
When you're fuckin' my love
In all the wrong places

Extra, extra
What's that all about?
I'm wishin the position
Of my loving's sorted out
I shed a tear cause i'm hearin'
Nothing new or particular
Status once parallel
Now it's perpendicular
And everything is just as clear as day
Realistically explicit
In the things you say
I guess a "bitch" in the batter's
Gonna make the flavor fatter
But you gots to keep it for real
Forget about your jewels and gems
You won't be needin
None of them
The tool'll fix the era
My mellow used to wear a
Namebuckle, now he chuckle
'cause he earn a dime quicker
Talkin bout a burnin'
Sippin on some malt liquor
And all these kiddies
Wishin they were supa emcees
But to earn my "s"
I had to learn some less
About a crime'll make million
A dime'll make a call
I'd rather hop on the line
And drop a rhyme to prince paul

Cause it's a dog eat dog competition (no doubt)
I'll be gone like you're wishin (and i'm out)
'cause i ain't got time
For hangin around
When you're fuckin' my love
In all the wrong places

Hey kid
What's the word?
Man, it's all about mind
Keeping focused
On them self-mechanisms of rhyme
So no longer stand erect
'cause your thoughts are drained
Walkin' round
Manifesting attributes of shame
Used to squabble for the mic
But now accordingly
We act
Unless a club can't afford the fee
We act
So name that any best man
To put us under
Created from the ground
Yet know nothin
'bout the under
Take a glimpse
At them pimps
Playin record exec
Addin up all your zeros
So's to cut you a check
Saying why the blunder wonder
Could've g'd today
So you can put up some swings
For your seed to play
But a swing ain't that important
When the park's around the corner
Filled with life causing death
Greeting victims for the morning
It was the moment i feared
Nah, the moment i steered
Upon the right path
To know the right math
To over stand

It's a dog eat dog competition (no doubt)
I'll be gone like you're wishin (and i'm out)
'cause i ain't got time
For hangin around
When you're fuckin my love
In all the wrong places

Ha ha ha ha
Ha, ha ha ha ha
Ha! ha ha ha ha
Ah-ha ha ha, ah-ha ha ha ha, ha!!

Intro/chorus: de la + mos def

Now this goes out to all area clicks
Centralized and way out in the sticks
Remember to keep the de la/de la/native tongue
In the mix
Just like log cabin syrup my sound is game thick
Now this goes out to all area clicks
From manicured lawns to projects bricks/bricks/from 718 to the 51-6
Remember to keep the mos def/native tongue
In the mix
Straight butter hits, drop as a good as it gets/gets/straight butter hits

Verse one: mos def, dove, posdonus

Now, come on y'all, get live get down
What we have is a brand new sound
So don't none of y'all just be misled
The de la's gonna do the body good like wheat bread

Shakin laces out of shoes, mos def bought the brews
Sittin indian squats to make that red tie knots
See i'm out to get the core like in them rainbow pops
Swingin life like a hammock, invested like stocks

Via sinus complex, i aims to clog it up
Snappin by the pain as a crew hear the gain
We remain on your mind like skulls, not a golem
I'ma show it in the house all perimeters are blown

Native tongue come through to make you say yes yes
This is the body mos def style fresh like baby breath

We are the killer combination with the size to administer
The beatdown to swell up all three of your eyes

Chorus

Now check it out, and ya don't stop
We got the big brother beat, ya don't stop
(repeat 2x)

Verse two: mos def, posdonus, dove

I don't bug out i chill, don't be actin ill
No trick in ninety-six, native tongue gon build
But we be easy on the cut, no mistakes allowed
Cause to me, mc mean, make it clean
When i speak on groups and i'm smooth like gabba d
Tryin to hang out with dove and catch love in aberdine (word up)
I bag dimes like my man born on august 17
Life be nuttin but a river son i'm swimmin upstream

Playin wait up, with the data servin your ears
With information due to confirmation of the nation's most
Wicked ways of livin, like them glassy eyed beans
Inhale to smoke the fiends, while bangin a table
Rated at the high point of the mass
Rippin mc's at the top of a class, occasionally
Rippin some sucker's face
Or some suckable ass from a girl
It's a big brother beat for the wide wide world

I'm makin memos off these demos back in eighty-nine
Took you all on encounters of an unknown kind (right)
Did the hustle with a couple of us, but soon noted
That my niggaz buttered benedict rolls, and then voted
I wrote in the dark so i could feel it like braille (uh-huh)
Heard the big brother beat, got locked with no bail
Came to set like equators invented, with the heat
Yo mos def how you radiate to make it complete

Right *echoes*, so when i shine the light crabs wince
Manifestin for the future here in the present tense
No doubt, i love the sound biggin out off your jeeps
Son i want the little kids bangin big brother beats

Chorus

We straight butter hits, we straight butter hits
Perfecta, perfecta
(repeat 3x)
Word up

Intro: common (craig mack sample from "get down")

And and bass up the track a little bit
Cuz i i'm here i wanna hear that boom bish boom, knowhati'msayin?

Yeah yeah you know the bizness
Common sense, soul with the de la
Get all them play-ahs
We the rhyme sayers
Huh, and that's the bizness, hah
Gonna do it like this
Gettin it that
Like the chicago streets

Verse one: dove

I speak divine of god theories, no need to be high
Always exhale the facts cause i don't inhale lye/lie
Play the greater man's game, to bounce off my losses
So i can earn the acres (uhh) the houses (yeah) the horses (huh)
Of course it's much greater than your benx or your lex
The engine to my comprehension is just too complex
Much too complex, efx/effects be live like das
Making moves down south, to avoid the chaos
And never, flaunt the coin cuz dime-getters be gazin
They call me luther van, they say my style is so amazin
I'm fazin those who're supposed to have the last laughter
Cuz even when i'm gone i'm reappearin in the after
I haveta, send respects to real money makers
Do not connect us with those champaign sippin money fakers
Taste the quarter pound with spice from chi-town
Now what that prove, you're so full you can't even move

Chorus:

Cause i'm the d-to-the-o, the-v-to-the-e
And can't another brother cook these delicacies

Well i'm the p-l-u, the g-to-the-one
Walk around the planet earth making money having fun

And i'm the c-to-the-o, double-m-o-n
I sit and think with a drink about how i'm gonna win
I'm the c-to-the-o, double-m-o-n
I sit and think with a drink...

Verse two: common

Do you wanna be a mc? or do you wanna serve
Do you wanna be dope? or do you wanna deal it
Fabricated acryllic, i feel it, i'm the style molester
I do a show get extra p's like the large professor
In fact i get more hoes than tessa, peep game like a
Refa-ree in soul control of my
Desti-ny, in the best of, three out of five
Whip anybody ass at nba live, rappers
Take a dive like greg lougainis with his bitch-ass
Rather be in bebe's alley, than at the click with gators
Not a hater of the players, i'm more like a coach, or an owner
I used to love h.e.r., but now i bone her (ahuh-hah!)
At one point in rhyme i thought i lost my erection
But then i got it back with the resurrection, blessings
Upon rhymes old man who called him traitor
Big com stradamus niggaz styles i predict

Chorus:

I'm the c-to-the-o, double-m-o-n
I sit and think with a drink about how i'm gonna win

And i'm the d-to-the-o, the-v-to-the-e
And can't no other brother cook these delicacies

Well i'm the p-l-u, the-g-to-the-one
Walk around the planet earth making money having fun
Walk around the planet earth making money having fun
Walk around the planet earth making money having fun

Verse three: pos

I'm the most from the coast of the east, then flee
Droppin more knowledge than litter, on the new york peeve
It's me, wonder why, in the place to be
Certified, as superior, mc
While others explore to make it hardcore
I make it hard for, wack mc's to even step inside the door
Cause these kids is rhyming, sometiming
And when we get to racing on the mic, they line up to see
The lyrical killing, with stained egos on the ceiling
My rhymes escalates like black death rates
Over music plates, being played as the rule
Kids thinking stepping to the soul, you're labelled fools
Who claims to drop jewels but for now you do the catching
I don't worry on what crew you run, or what section of earth
You reside, you're not even a man
So i don't seem it mandatory taking your pride
But i will, cause my man said soul for the life
You cried "keepin it real", yet you should try keepin it right
That's understanding microphone mathematics
Which leaves the currency in temporary world status
And when one shows he posed threat to this one
This one will make that one into none
Simple equation, zero, you shouldn't play hero
If you can't stand strong like the island i'm from

Chorus:

Now i'm the p-l-u, the-g-to-the-one
Walk around the planet earth making money having fun

Yeah, and i'm the-c-to-the-o, double-m-o-n
I sit and think with a drink about how i'm gonna win

And i'm the d-to-the-o, the-v-to-the-e
And can't another brother cook these delicacies
See can't another brother cook these delicacies
See can't another brother cook these delicacies

Outro: common

Ahh that's how, that's how i'm supposed to do my thing huh
Like triple it, alright
That's how we do it, all the way from strong island to chicago
The type of freestyler flow
Yeah, it's fluent, and we don't need to flow no more
Hah

Intro: *this comes before "wonce again long island" on the lp*

To my man mos def yo he nonstop
To my man enola, yo he's nonstop
And to my kin de calhoun, yo he's nonstop
Yo that girl mp, yo she's nonstop
And to that crew camp lo, yo they nonstop
And to that nigga pop life, yo he's nonstop
And to my cousin fudd love, you know he nonstop
My brother lucky and pert, yo they nonstop
And to my man joe buck, you know he nonstop
And my man extra p, yo he's nonstop
And my man mike divine, you know he nonstop
That kid called baby paul, yo he's nonstop
And to the jazzyfatnastees, yo you're nonstop
And my peoples beatminerz, man they nonstop
And to my man mr. bug, you know you're nonstop
And yo, litro, yo, he's nonstop
And to, my dean the green, yo you're nonstop
And to my man prince paul yo he's nonstop
And to that man kid capri yo you nonstop
And a tribe called quest, man they nonstop
And don't forget the jungle beez yo they nonstop

Extra verse: *sampled from "down syndrome"*

Let me tell you a little something about soul (tell em son)
I be a piece of the east coast, so give a toast to
Plug wonder why back in the day who soaked his words in jigga
So when i ran a phrase in june you didn't catch it til december
I'm a member of them kids from the inner city
Giving you kitties audible treats, you be aching for making
More money than a pagan holiday
Not from the pj's, yet i still got something to say

Pos:
The instamatic focal point bringing damage to your boroughs
Be some brothers from the east with some beats that be thorough
Got the solar gravitation so i'm bound to pull it
I gets down like brothers are found ducking from bullets
Gun control means using both hands in my land
Where it's all about the cautious livin'
Migrating to a higher form of consequence, compliments
Of strugglin', that shouldn't be notable,
Man every word i say should be a hip hop quotable.

Dove:
I'm sick of bitches shakin' asses
I'm sick of talkin' about blunts,
Sick of versace glasses,
Sick of slang,
Sick of half-ass awards shows,
Sick of name brand clothes.
Sick of r&b bitches over bullshit tracks,
Cocaine and crack
Which brings sickness to blacks,
Sick of swoll' head rappers
With their sicker-than raps
Clappers and gats
Makin' the whole sick world collapse
The facts are gettin' sick
Even sicker perhaps
Stickabush to make a bundle to escape this synapse

Pos:
Man life can get all up in your ass baby you betta work it out
Let me tell you what it's all about
A skin not considered equal
A meteor has more right than my people
Who be wastin' time screaming who they've hated
That's why the native tongues have officially been re-instated

(vibes....vibrations)
Stakes is high
(higher than high)
You know them stakes is high
(higher than high)
When we talkin' 'bout the
(vibes....vibrations)
Stakes is high, you know them stakes is high
When we dealin' with the
(vibes....vibrations)
Stakes is high
(hey yo, what about that love?)

Pos:
Yo, it's about love for cars, love for funds
Loving to love mad sex, loving to love guns
Love for opposite, love for fame and wealth
Love for the fact of no longer loving yourself, kid
We living in them days of the man-made ways
Where every aspect is vivid,
These brothers no longer talk shit
Hey yo, these niggas live it
'bout to give it to you 24/7 on the microphone
Plug one translating the zone
No offense to a player, but yo, i don't play
And if you take offense, fuck it, got to be that way
J.d. dove, show your love, what you got to say?

Dove:
I say g's are making figures at a high regard
And niggas dying for it nowadays ain't odd
Investing in fantasies and not god
Welcome to reality, see times is hard
People try to snatch the credit, but can't claim the card
Showing out in videos, saying they cold stars
See, shit like that will make your mama cry
Better watch the way you spend it
'cause the stakes is high

Y'all know them stakes is high
When we talkin' 'bout the
(vibes....vibrations)
Stakes is high

I think that smiling in public is against the law
'cause love don't get you through life no more
It's who you know and "how you, son?"
And how you gettin' in, and who the man holding
Hey yo, and how was the scams and how high
Yo what up, huh? i heard you caught a body
Seem like every man and woman shared a life with john gotti

Pos:
But they ain't organized!

Dove:
Mixing crimes with life enzymes
Taking the big scout route
And niggas know doubt better
Than they know their daughters
And their sons
(oh boy)

Pos:
Yo, people go through pain and still don't gain
Positive contact just like my main man
Who got others cleaning up his physical influence
His mind got congested
He got the nine and blew it
Neighborhoods are now hoods cause nobody's neighbors
Just animals surviving with that animal behavior
Under i who be rhyming from dark to light sky
Experiments when needles and skin connect
No wonder where we live is called the projects
When them stakes is high you damn sure try to do
Anything to get the piece of the pie
Electrify
Even die for the cash
But at last i be out even though you wantin' more
This issue is closed like an elevator door
But soon re-opened once we get to the next floor where the

(vibes....vibrations)
Stakes is high
Y'all know them stakes is high
When we talkin' 'bout the
(vibes....vibrations)
Stakes is high
Stakes is high, come on