No Place Like Home (Feat. Razzy Mak & Black Poet)
Izzar
3:25Yeah, now make way for the voice of the streets (What?) With my G's and we dodging police (Sheesh) Talk is cheap, you're getting wrapped in the sheets Stack your G's, get the bag and then leave 'Cause I'm a hustler (Like what do you mean?) Yeah, I'm a hustler (I always got it on me) Bitch, I'm a hustler (It's a fucking disease) Bitch, I'm a hustler (I'll sell you what you need) Uh, straight animal ripping up through the manual Eat your face like a cannibal, swear to God I'ma damage you Collect my annual cheque, can't envision my vision Send my nungs with the tools, that's a labour remission I'm spitting profits like I'm standing right next to Nitty This that Teflon flow in the flesh, I'm Biggie Been a killer with the flow since they called me Izzy Give a fuck about your heart, we the best in the city I give a fuck about your crew, aim it up at your dome And us five, six nungs get it done on our own I can't see no competition when I'm up in my zone All I see is motherfuckers that's talking the most And I can see the bitch in you, my nung, I smell fear My whip cost what you nungs make in one year Last motherfucker talking shit got spun there 'Cause east side nungs get it all the way done, yeah (East side) Yeah, now make way for the voice of the streets (What?) With my G's and we dodging police (Sheesh) Talk is cheap, you're getting wrapped in the sheets Stack your G's, get the bag and then leave 'Cause I'm a hustler (Like what do you mean?) Yeah, I'm a hustler (I always got it on me) Bitch, I'm a hustler (It's a fucking disease) Bitch, I'm a hustler (I'll sell you what you need) Uh, I'm making moves, cuzzy, like I was 50 Cent All these rappers round here won't even make a dent (Nah) They two-faced, call them Harvey Dent I'm like the Dark Knight when I'm marching in All my nungs got my back, they don't care what it is (Yep) If they catch you lacking then it is what it is (Yep) Six-three brother all way to five-six We hit you with them spears, nah, we won't miss (Sheesh) What goes around, cuzzy, comes back around (Yeah) We got them boomerangs so don't fuck around (Bah, bah) You talk a lot of shit 'til you under the ground (Ha) We grew up with gorillas, you grew up with clowns Money on my mind, haters pay for the bill (Yeah) We about to take it all, we paid for the meal (Give me that) Zero is a nah, never waiting for a deal 'Cause the streets know that we a big deal Yeah, now make way for the voice of the streets (What?) With my G's and we dodging police (Sheesh) Talk is cheap, you're getting wrapped in the sheets Stack your G's, get the bag and then leave 'Cause I'm a hustler (Like what do you mean?) Yeah, I'm a hustler (I always got it on me) Bitch, I'm a hustler (It's a fucking disease) Bitch, I'm a hustler (I'll sell you what you need)