You Ain't Really Down

[Pacewon]

Huh, huh, huh, huh

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yo

Huh, huh, huh, huh

Yo, I walk on the block right by these thugs

Like LL, "I Need Love"

So fresh so clean keep my hygeine up

Fly clean cut, no Visine, what?

Red-ass eyes, veg' past five

Catch niggaz like hot webs catch flies

I got a plan for, cops who see me

Try to lock me, I'm Houdini

Got the weed spot, locked completely

Keep the gravy, nice and creamy

Riunite and a little bit of Henny

Do my friends dirty just to get a penny

Do your men dirty just to get your hens

Do my girl dirty just to get her friend

I did the scam with my fam my man I got rich

Like John Gotti, boy got pinched

Due to that we fuck like Wilt Chamberlain

Don't blame me, blame the game we in

[Chorus - sung]

You ain't really down, playin the game you do

I said, you ain't really down, your love was never true

[Pacewon]

Yo, sucker MC's perpetratin a fraud

Front like they down but be hatin the cause

Wanna be me, wanna play in my drawers

Read my black book, start datin my broads

Waitin to floss, you gotta stay goofy

Gucci, make coochie

Keep up the front while I make your girl wiggle it

'til she pull a ligament, I'm ignorant as hell

Uptight, way out of my mind and self-centered

Beef? You'll need a forklift to help him up

All the king's horses and all the king's men

like me, they know the time like Big Ben

Kingpin at it again with a pad and a pen

Get your gat and your vest and let's roll

Get your hat and your coat and let's go

Like Eddie Murphy, I run the "Metro"

[Chorus]

[Pacewon]

Yo, shots on target, open up the market

Bomb your apartment, walk it like I bark it

Take you in the crib with some sharp shit

If you drivin a car, you better park it

I'm a star kid, women stalkin

She ain't fuckin? Then I'm walkin

Got a boyfriend? Shoulda called him

I'm on that tape you got playin in your Walkman

Rhymin, dinin, I shine on interviews

I'm more fine and I rhyme more syllables

Iller with the rhyme and my time's more critical

Just in my prime now I'm more physical

Keep this hip-hop real like a cult

Make this paper turn green like The Hulk

Thirsty niggaz don't sip, we like to gulp

And there's a couple of chicks out here I'd like to UHH

[Chorus]

[ad libs of Chorus to end]