them My boys said, ?That ain't you Ice? That shit sounds like them so I sat back thought up a new track Didn't fantasize kicked the pure facts Motherfuckers
s the fuck up Are you my friend? Hell no, you're a racist You say you got one black friend, so you're in Sorry homie, no win Check the facts Mexicans
Yo check this out a lot of people be gettin' mad 'Cause I use the word 'nigga' you know what I'm sayin'? They don't like the fact that I use the word '
know if I should put it on this record Yaknahmsayin'? Man go ahead and kick it man Let the people know what's happenin' man You know brothers out there sellin' out man Why
the rats have a map But nowadays I don't know how to act So now I feed the rats crack [ ROUND 2: Bronx Style Bob ] Back and I'm statin the fact I know
the one? Why? Why? Why? Why couldn't I be the one? Why? Why? Why? Why couldn't you be the one? Why? Why? Why? Why couldn't you be the one? Why? Why? Why
? We getting money here Wanna snitch, man, get us a hundred years That's sad dawg, why you mad for? Is it the face on my bitch or her ass dawg? Why you
end up this way? We went round for round 'til we knocked love out We were laying in the ring, not making a sound And if that's a metaphor of you and I Why
Patrol on the gat patrol Foes that wanna make sure my casket's closed Rap critics that say he's 'Money, Cash, Hoes' I'm from the hood stupid, what type of facts
' shit for them They say that I'm in the way and want me to sit with them But what they admitting is, they ain't got shit for him And really the fact
people The drinks and the laughs are on me Pardon me, I've gotta run The fact's uncommonly clear Gotta figure out who's now number one And why my angel
tell me why you acting like that That's the shit i'm talking 'bout The things that you say out your mouth Girl you need to know the facts yeah The fact
sight (Yeah) Girl you open me, I'm wide open (Uhh) And I'm doing things I never do But I feel so good, I feel so good (Yeah) Why'd it take so long for
villain peelin' in a Jag Just starin' at the ceilin', ten woman at your pad I was at the center, now I see villain just in fact, I'm a boss Just spent
t help it if you feelin' change Thought the pressure would turn you to my diamond babe How could somethin' so familiar be so strange? Closest friends gettin' strange when your status change Why
Asiatic, do it like nobody ever did I'm crunk, singing, riding in my car Doing what I like and I don't care what they say Don't know why they hate like that Tell me why
me, I ain't on no star shit I just came to hurt the market Then squirt the Larkin Put your hands up, matter fact put your mans up Put your medina's and
I ain't in to fat lippin', I'm in to gat grippin' A cat's slippin', is a cat drippin' Why I say that? the cat's slippin', the Mac's spittin' The cat drippin