Undefeated
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Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Who is it? Who is it?
Uh, two two psycho labs
Yeah, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, come on
I was raised in Jackson Heights
Facts and fights
A Latin king surrounded by blacks and whites
Here we don't argue, we get the bats and knives
Every single day's a sacrifice
Me take an L? I wasn't built for that
To be number one, nigga, I kill for that
Son, I can't lose my patience
So I hit the gym and get out my frustration
No escaping the truth
So shoot me with some water when I'm blazing the booth
Raising the roof with the Nuts in the club
I'm dancing with shorty rubbing my nuts on her butt
It's a damn shame, oh what the fuck
Light one up and pour some champagne in the cup
Don't get it mixed up, there's only one B-Nut, nigga
No one's ready to deal with us
Step up if you wanna get knocked out
Step up if you wanna get knocked out
Step up if you wanna get knocked out
Step up if you wanna get knocked out
Yeah, yeah, yo
Ayo, your money too tiny to fold
And everything shiny and gold
I keep it thorough 'til I'm grimy and old
It ain't about who's the best
It's about who putting in work, who passing the test
Open doors with the key to success
And they lead me right back to the
Street and that's as deep as it gets
Like a nightmare live from the hood, I'm right there
Keeping your skin crawling, giving you white hair
Wake up before the situation get critical
Every word I spit ferocious and pivotal
Dynamite, I get loose on any kind of mic
You looking lost right now homie and I'm the light
Putting it down by the ton
Heavyweight champion, do it like none
With two loaded pistols and a bottle of rum
And two pretty women who just wanna have fun
Come on
No one's ready to deal with us