[chorus] What Do y'all wanna do (what y'all wanna do, what) Do y'all really want beef (do y'all) And do y'all want it with me (uh-uh) I don't think sooooooo
Intro: What them niggas in here wanted to know They done made beef with one of the realest niggas rollin Now it's time to go Verse 1: Now pump me up
Yo Anthony man, you just texted me again man Nah man no, he's trynna, he's trynna get me to do a verse on his shit Yeah same dude that used to talk all
[ Verse 1 ] Yo, yo, niggas wanna kill me so bad, they can taste it 'cause I'm a real nigga, ain't scared to say shit Jealousy that got me in a lot of
(ILMARI) Dou suru? Tokku ni DINAA no jikan Chicken mo ii kedo Beef mo ii na Tonikaku ima da ni mayocchau keredo Tsuya yoku hajikeru so~su ni shimasu (
It's hell up in Harlem, my main man just caught a bad one Wetted by a magnum when he didn't have none That goes to show you, that even when you're respected
(Talib Kwali): Yo, I was sold to a sick European by a rich African Battle-man, Middle passages, I can't go back again. Battlin' years who denied history
Beef, what a relief When will this poisonous product cease? This is another public service announcement You can believe it, or you can doubt it Let us
Watch who you beef wid You need to watch who you beef wid You need to watch who you beef wid Watch who you beef wid You need to watch who you beef wid
Feel it falling off like clothing Taste it rolling on your tongue See the lights above you glowing Oh, and breathe them deep into your lungs It was always
I never told you, I don't know why But all those years and all those lies Cling to my body like oil and fire And they will not sleep, they will not tire
I don't need a slap in the face I'm already at the bottom of the sea Should have known this armour was heavy When the battle was declared by me But you
Time blows softly all around us, But we don't feel it now. You made much more than a hole in the sky, boy. You made us hollow on the inside. So next
(Jimmy P. Brown II, George Ochoa) Chipped beef, such a treat, one jar of dried beef Two cups of whole milk, one tablespoon of cornstarch Two tablespoons
Cruel en el cartel, la propaganda manda cruel en el cartel, y en el fetiche de un afiche de papel se vende la ilusion, se rifa el corazon... Y apareces
(featuring Flashy, Infa.Red & Kartoon) [Verse 1 - Jadakiss] The hood know what it is they know who I am and they don't care what I scan but they know
We here, we ain't goin' nowhere Y'all motherfuckers don't know what beef is Ha ha ha ha ha, check out this bizarre Rapper style used by me, the B.I.G
Coup, yeah It's all good man, we off in the Oakland Hills Dodging em' one time, check it out If you got beef with C-O-P's Throw a Molotov at the P-I-