Intro - Fred The Godson

Good morning, I’m gettin' this dough like pronto

Coffee, OJ, Marcus Allen;

the white Bronco

Fear death only for team, that’s how we bond though

My peers left but I’m still with the green, I’m like Rondo

Rhymes so crazy, the hood like: «Way to go!

Do the right thing and you should kill the radio»

It’s wrong, don’t even send the song first

First you buy their wife a Louis Vuitton purse

Or get a rapper that’s beyond worth

Take off your Nikes, ask Mr. West can you get a Con-verse

And maybe I can converse

I’m just fixing the stage, it’s for the concert

You know my grind hell, give me a shot

Or I’ll give you one with 9 shells

We’ll let time tell, they now I rhyme well

These A&Rs are comedians like Jerry

Cause everything they sign fell

Again no BET cypher

Maybe cause they can’t decipher this type of writer

Bars heavy, brought the Bronx back cause I’m a fighter

Sorry for being blunt, y’all no match cause y’all lighter

Just found out about me, they way I pen I been a boss

This is Nas' verse on «Verbal Intercourse»

Jay-Z's verse on «Can I Live»

Biggie’s «Who Shot Ya»

I got to be the best, look what I did

I went hard then I spit the real

Pulled their card then they skipped my deal

Back to the shuffle, fight for New York to scuffle

The hustle, Chinese bus with the black duffle

The white girl know I brokered her

Got an iPhone but I made a lot of dough on that Nokia

Switch flows, I went over your head

I was told that it was over for Fred

Like Peyton;

now they pay 'em side-by-side, collateral

Get it?

When you’re side-by-side you could lateral

Still with the addicts, my workers get up early

Like Magic on the fast break, gotta be trustworthy

I’m still with the addicts, my workers get up early

Like Magic on the fast break, gotta be trustworthy

I put my life on the line, it’s God’s call

I’m here like Oswald to take what’s rightfully mines

Fatboy Fresh