​kwartrvida[theyshootn’] Knxwledge

[Verse 1: Jadakiss]
Yo, ain't nothing but trouble, God, when I kick in the door
With D-Block, Bravehearts and the Double-R
Don't make me let the machine off
This is methadon' music that you can lean off
"Made You Look," the remix, with me up on it
I copped your shit; now, I break weed up on it, and
Everything is real I see
Like my niggas that been home, but they only got a jail ID
I helped the game, it ain't help me
I'm top five, dead or alive, and that's just off one LP, and
I still buzz, they feel cuz
'Cause they know the flow's ill just like Will was
I'm just tryna make sure that my sons wealthy
Out of shape, but I make sure that my guns healthy
I'm a ape, you can't stand 'Kiss, coming through the hood
In a Aston Vanquish, the color of dandruff
They said we jumped him, I just let the gun snuff him
Cop P the turbo soon as they uncuff him
This goes out to all of your mans
Why put you in the verse when I can put you in a coroner van?
D-Block!

[Chorus: Nas]
They shooting! Ah, made you look
You a slave to a page in my rhyme book
Getting big money, playboy your time's up
Where them gangsters? Where them dimes at?
They shooting! Ah, made you look
You a slave to a page in my rhyme book
Yeah, woo!
Getting big money, playboy your time's up
We just getting started! Oh!
Where them gangsters? Where them dimes at?
Luda! Let's go!