Sorry boys..
  but all the money in the world couldn't bring me back again
  Lay down, lay down
  Gonna stretch my mic out in Ponce Funeral Home on Marcy
  All those new niggaz stop there
  but a lot later than a whole gang of people thought
  The last of the real hustlers, well
  maybe not the last
  Bleek's gonna be a good rapper
  New, IMPROVED Jay-Z
  I quit
  I'm retirin
  Ain't enough money in THIS game, to keep me around
  Sorry Big, I tried
  Honest
  Can't go with me on this ride though
  I'm callin the shots
  The bar's closing
  Where we going to for breakfast?
  Roc-a-Fella y'all
  OKAY, I'M RELOADED!
    "Bringin the drama"
  "Tryin to come up in the game"
  "Marcy"
  "Had a couple of dollar signs to my name"
  "Roc-a-Fella y'all"
  "One of the best!"
  "Waitin for my day to come"
  "Just give me the word"
    [Memphis Bleek]
  Nah this ain't Jigga it's your lil nigga Bleek
  Reportin to these motherfuckers live from the street
  Game I peeped those, my mind so advanced
  At nine I used to geese hoes for Easter clothes
  Peep the steez, I represent for all those
  with 28 grams, on a come-up tryin to creep the keys
  Large niggaz told me park the car, keep the keys
  Find a hoodrat and creep to Mickey D's
  First gun two bullets, niggaz know I do pull it
  Niggaz tryin to kill me dog, who wouldn't?
  Screw Gooden, I pitch in the PJ's
  Lit off the EJ, I split Dutchies with my ring finger
  You find a bitch that don't be cream, bring her
  Last seen with Bing, he got dropped between us
  Shit is constant, that's why I pack the
  Johnson and Johnson for the nonsense who wants it?
  I go to sleep with a picture of a Porsche on my wall
  Man I'm tryin to come up on y'all
  Get one up on y'all, that's why I hustle in these streets
  from sundown to sunup on y'all
  Mama said keep bullshittin they'll kill you dead
  One week of this hustlin brought a living room set
  Went to ? D's, niggaz mad, veins out
  Copped the Jordan's, two weeks before they came out
  Flashy, fly little nigga
  Nosy bitch from the third floor like "Why little nigga?"
  Bitch please, twist the trees
  Took a long pull, like bitch to breathe
  That's my answer, life's like cancer
  And I'm serious
    "Waitin for my day to come"
  "Just give me the word"