[Verse 1]
Allow me to display if I may
I'm ready to start (So am I) Well, okay
I've been held back for several years
I had a few squabbles, never shedded no tears
But like an Uzi on the mic they call me Tone Capone
Slayin' down with your posse if you're standin' alone
Cultivatin' all cities and tearin' up towns
I treat you like a king goin' for a rebound
When I'm on the mic, some say that I'm treacherous
They used to be the best, yeah, I bet you was
I never lost a battle, I ain't never been beat
Go look on the sharp tombstones on the street
Suckas like you try to diss with nerve
But I slay you down and lay you down next to the curb
Now I'm all in flesh, blindin' the one that stare
I drop you on the pavement, leave you parked in the rear
I don't need no protection, so here's a little lesson
When I leave the house, insured my Smith and Wesson
A .357, cold bobbin' off 11
It puts you in hell or it could place you up in heaven
Allow me to display if I may
I'm ready to start (So am I) Well, okay
I've been held back for several years
I had a few squabbles, never shedded no tears
But like an Uzi on the mic they call me Tone Capone
Slayin' down with your posse if you're standin' alone
Cultivatin' all cities and tearin' up towns
I treat you like a king goin' for a rebound
When I'm on the mic, some say that I'm treacherous
They used to be the best, yeah, I bet you was
I never lost a battle, I ain't never been beat
Go look on the sharp tombstones on the street
Suckas like you try to diss with nerve
But I slay you down and lay you down next to the curb
Now I'm all in flesh, blindin' the one that stare
I drop you on the pavement, leave you parked in the rear
I don't need no protection, so here's a little lesson
When I leave the house, insured my Smith and Wesson
A .357, cold bobbin' off 11
It puts you in hell or it could place you up in heaven
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