This Thing of Ours Q-Unique (Ft. ILL BILL)

[Intro: Scarface sample]
Tony: Okay, you want me to come in, we start over again, man?
Hector: Where are you from, Tony?
Tony: What the fuck difference does it make where I'm from, man?

[Verse 1: ILL Bill]
I got white pills and white powder
It's white Bill, sell it right over the counter
Get your hydro with a Quarter Pounder
I know all about it homie, Uncle Howie told me
I'm on top of New York, call my homie Q-Tony
Call me Bill Bixby, real shifty
You fail in your attempts to hit me like the kid that tried to kill fifty
They say that hard times inspires great music
I haven’t died by now you bet your life I ain't losing
I'm a true hustler general, executive rank
The type of person that would stab you in the neck with a shank
The type of person that would beat you to death with a bat
And to make sure you dead, shoot you in your head with a gat
The world's a ghetto, but holding never crossed me
Cause I don't care if you a rap fan, you gonna listen to metal
Poke you with the pistol, pussy, have you pissing a puddle
Twisted and troubled, smoke you in an instant, you crumble

[Chorus]
This Thing of Ours
Who do you know?
How do you say?
How do you do?
Lay you the fuck down, out of your crew
The noble blood, the honorable few
My familia to the end, throw my nine up at you