Prophecy Cam'ron (Ft. Kelly Price)

[Intro: Kelly Price]
Hmmm, hmmm
Ohhh, on and on and on

[Verse 1: Cam'ron]
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Yo, why stay here when all y'all don't play fair?
Wanna disrespect, slit ya neck, spit the tech (Ohhh)
Yellin' out, "Baby hit the deck", and all the people
See my face on all the TV's
Laid out like Castellano on a war with Thoebe (Ohhhh)
And to my family? Y'all all are greedy
Yeah my mother, I can't judge her
I love her, but trust her, she a sucka (Ohhh)
Went D Rugs when I turned around
Ready to lock her in the liquor store and burn it down
Or at least give her a tumor to kill the rumors (Yeahhh)
How she a coke consumer, and my girl too slick
Acting goody two shoes like she don't do spit (Ohhh)
I knew it, no bluffin', no fussin' or nothin'
After all, I'm the one that was up in her cousin (Hmmm)
But she got a girl in the world
F a boyfriend, I don't know if I'm mad or if I should join in
Like the movie flicks (Ohhh)
And all my tempers with the hoochie lit (Ohhh)
I tell 'em you be quick
My grandmother need her rubies fixed
And some Gucci chips
She think I'm paid cause she heard me with the Fugee clique (Ohh)
All the money she want?
I tell her, "Sue me quick
Why don't you shoot me quick
Do it tasteful and graceful." Hateful
My grateful behalf (Hmm)
Now my girl is crying pregnant
Look it and laugh (Ohh)
No, and I ain't seen 'em last in a year and a half
But they hand open
Prepared for the cash (Yeah)
But y'all don't offend me, my ends be
Buried out in the Indies, too bad I'm stingy