Last of the Po'Ricans - Bodega Bamz

Basically, know what I’m saying?

Basically and shit, we’re like this, man

As far as the music go

You got your watered down niggas

Then you got your happy-go-lucky niggas

Then you got your hardcore niggas and your underground niggas

Basically, it’s all drug blocks

Everybody selling their dope on their block

What we’re saying to ya’ll is like this

We got our shit sewed up

So don’t try and come on our block selling your synthetic shit

Cause you going to get blown up

It ain’t happening

New York State of Mind since Nasir dropped Illmatic

It Was Written, I’m painting pictures without a canvas

I’m a legend like AC, you are a fan

Total Request Live on Times Square, hand to hand

That was '99, married to the game

Say «I Do», throw the dope and the rice

Hand motion like the #1 Stunna

This Bird-Man, what’s the price

I’m trying to take over the summer nights

Willie Esco lost his vida, Velour suits that say Fila

I’m Old School like Will Ferrell but Soul For Real

Talking 'bout weight, gain a pound, ‘cause your body frail

I’m in the back of her mind just like a ponytail

Real underdog story, read my book

Better yet read my moves, inspire many with every line I spit

My attitude’s a living legend

Check my attributes, coke copper now the pen tell it

So magical, 119th, 122nd

You’re looking at the big dog, Beethoven 2nd

Not to mention, I don’t at niggas

Cause my henchmen could really clap niggas

Not just these rap niggas

A big difference with drug and rap dealers

There’s those that really deal it and those that never have

(That's the kind I don’t like) ‘Cause I really risk my freedom

And you lying to your fans, I should cut off both hands

You ain’t writing the truth, them sitcom rappers

They ain’t live in the booth, bye

I… keep it a hundred, that’s what real niggas do

I ain’t got to say I’m real, I got real nigga’s truth

I ain’t gotta say I’m sucka free, what real nigga do?

My actions make my words look real visible

With an 8th grade reading level, I’m lyrical

Ya’ll good kids embrace the life God giveth you

Papi, nigga!