Screwball - Seen It All Lyrics
Basically over, basically over, basically over--raekwon (scratched my primo)The games over, feds took your range roverYour man snitched and your girls screaming I told yaAbout those over the shoulder boulders that you be havingNiggas smile in ya face, behind yo back they back-stabbingLaughing, talkin bout all ya businessHow much you got to score with, to niggas you went to war withHow many guns you got, and where you go to copYou shoulda seen me coming down the blockYou was gettin hot, but you didnt give a *****You make a g in a day and spend it upIn a black benz tinted up, pound of weed twist it upHenny pourin out ya cup, livin it up? daddy warbuck? styleChours: repeat x2I watched niggas rise, I watched niggas fall down (fall down)I seen it all, it went down in my town (where, where? )Called queensbridge, where the fugitives liveWhere some rap kids (rap kids) can turn to big wigs (big wigs)My niggas rollin dice and fledBraggin to the nigga with the slice in his headNow theres a price on his headFor pullin out on lil broFlashin his heat, he askin for beefConference call, ready to brawlCaught him on a blazaHe breathing hard like he got asthmaChoice words he spoke, headed for disasterLast to the gramma I spitTold him ***** you and whoever you getHes like whatever kidFourteen days laterWhole team made they way to my blockYoung bucks with guns tucked and *****edLike they runnin the spotIma load one bullet for all of yallYou saw it on my face, war readyIm callin the pace, its gettin more steadyDont bite what you cant chewDumb little niggas like that aintchooYo, recognize what it coulda came toPut a whole in you, just like a navelChorusNow keeps your eyes onScrewball, these rap dons, qb iconsPlay the project with a firearmFully loaded, I keep a razor thats corodedIll slash you with it, cuz every rhyme is crime committedSpeak it cuz I did it before, I got onI ? dub? niggas moms up til they first bornTil they only child, you pull car youll get a wildOne, Im at the bottom of the struggle tryin to rise sonA wise one, step ahead, keep my fam fedBroke bread off this game and I held my headYou want details, then lets negotiate crack salesNew guns thats watched the game, clientaleYo we rock well, we keep our name ringin bells>from this mic to the street life, we doin this rightSee we swore to these streets to vibeAnd draw heat, ***** a peace signA waste of time, respect my nineChorusWhatchoo thoughtScrew holdin down th fortPrimo on the trackWhatchall want nowIts like datFeel it for a minute
