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Lloyd Banks Beneath Me


[Chorus: {DJ Whoo Kid}]
These clowns are beneath me! (beneath me...)
Four pound in the GT them niggaz won't sneak me! (sneak
me...)
Slow down take it easy (easy...)
You shouldn't tlak so greezy and walk so freely.
{SHADYVILLE!}
This rap shit need me! (need me...)
Nigga this is much more than a freebee, I'm ballin' on
TV. (TV...)
Your boy all freezy! (freezy...) {NELSON!}
Where I come from they all born greedy. - Niggaz can't
see me! (see me!) {G-UNIT!} [gunshot]

[Verse 1:]
My generation been misled figured I talk to 'em (yeah!)
For their pry tempt 'em to fill up a courtroom.
[scream]
Put the hawk to 'em! - A borough ain't enough they need
more room
They get in the way, then let the four blow 'em; they
all coon.
Probably be a casualty of war soon (soon!)
Age don't really matter ratties tatted and they all
grown. (grown!)
See you on the way to the top - the block's hot!
Drama's don't stop! - It's harder to cop, financial
drop. (drop!) [kids ovation]
Stop ridin' (uh!) off the next one, that don't get you
respec' son
You should get your neck rung, followed up with a Tec
drum. [gunshot]
I X 'em! - Off of my connection, my torture's my
protection
For any nigga walkin' my direction! (uh!)
Perfection! - Nothin' less than the nine when I'm
sexin'
They excellent! - Profession! - I ain't the one for
stressin'. [shot]
Let the project wan' catch 'em! (uh!) - I doubt it if
they catch up.
I catch a loss! - A boss! - Hundred grand from the neck
up. (yeah!) [shot]
And guess what? - Critics still won't give me my
respect but,
I won't be the next GAYme (no!) and I won't be the next
Buck! (no!) {DAMN!}
G's 'bout the war go round, that's why my chest up!
Dress up for a occasion! (occasion!) - Glock, hood on
my waves in, {OOOOOHH!}
I'm blazin'! - Purple hazin', eye of a Asian - raised
in a complication, I am amazing.
I gave 'em! - Fire like the caveman; no comparison!
I prob'ly raised 'em! - Where's my nomination? !
('nation...) [classic evil laughter]

[Chorus:]
These clowns are beneath me! (beneath me...)
Four pound in the GT them niggaz won't sneak me! (sneak
me...)
Slow down take it easy (easy...)
You shouldn't tlak so greezy and walk so freely.
[gunshot]
This rap shit need me! (need me...)
Nigga this is much more than a freebee, I'm ballin' on
TV. (TV...) {50CENT!}
Your boy all freezy! (freezy...) {WHAT?}
Where I come from they all born greedy. - Niggaz can't
see me! (see me!) [scream] {OOOOHHH!}

[Verse 2:]
Tryna keep a G calm! (yeah!)
From NY to where the trees palm. - Clap, the innocent
receive harm!
So keep on slippin' on the street you can't sleep long
(loong...)
Man f..ck you! - Your punk crew, and your weak song!
{LLOYD BANK$! }
Police wrong! - Niggaz fallin' victims to the beats
gone
You in a medication you gotta keep your peace on.
(peace on!)
I'm reborn, it's cold out! - And in order to keep warm
You gotta hustle harder! - Handle obstacles smarter!
I charter! (pop! pop!) - From here to get the dollar
From here to the Impala - scholar! - I ain't the one to
follow.
Let the ambulance holla! - I put you in a new bed
You talk so much! - Prob'ly don't know what you said!
(you said!)
You crew dead, niggaz ain't splittin' up no new bread
(bread!)
Nigga I'm the new breed, sick! - Watch the flu spread
Hear the twenty-two lead. - It's more like a fifty
shot,
Ride with the Green Gang you niggaz wan' be rich or
not! (rich or not!) [gunshot]

[Chorus:]
These clowns are beneath me! (beneath me...)
{Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooo}
Four pound in the GT them niggaz won't sneak me! (sneak
me...) {Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! }
Slow down take it easy (easy...)
You shouldn't tlak so greezy and walk so freely. (walk
so freely)
This rap shit need me! (need me...)
Nigga this is much more than a freebee, I'm ballin' on
TV. (ballin' on TV...)
Your boy all freezy! (all freezy...)
Where I come from they all born greedy. - Niggaz can't
see me! (see me!) [car crash] [beat stops]



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