[00:03.32]Welcome back
[00:04.03]We're here on Bad Boy television and I'm Trevin Jones
[00:06.41]And I've been conversing with the mad rapper
[00:08.14]And quite frankly, he's very mad
[00:10.77]We're gonna try to find out why
[00:12.69]So we'll take some questions at this point from our studio audience
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[00:15.15]Yes ma'am, please stand and state your name and where you're from
[00:18.53]Hi, my name is Shay, and I'm from New Rochelle
[00:21.25]And I just don't understand, why you so mad
[00:24.48]Like what are you so mad about?
[00:26.31]You wanna know why, yo first of all
[00:27.94]Be askin' me no question kno' what I'm sayin' who the f**k is you?
[00:29.85]You kno' what I'm sayin'?
[00:30.73]You can't be askin' me no question
[00:31.61]I'ma tell you why I'm mad, you kno' what I'm sayin'?
[00:33.23]I'ma tell you why I'm mad, I'ma tell you why I'm mad
[00:35.02]These niggaz is makin' five hundred thousand dollar videos
[00:37.26]You know you sayin', they drivin' around in hot cars,
[00:39.20]Yuu know you sayin', they got bitches, they got all that shit
[00:41.67]You kno' what I'm sayin', I'm still livin' with my moms
[00:43.50]You kno' what I'm sayin', that's my word
[00:44.68]You know you saying, I'm makin' records, I ain't made no money
[00:46.54]Yet I done made this is my fourth album yo, this my fourth album
[00:50.75]I ain't made a dime yet
[00:51.61]This nigga made one album, he makin' wild records
[00:53.67]That Ready to Die shit, it was aight, it was aight
[00:55.45]You know I'm sayin', that shit was aight, it was cool
[00:57.62]But my shit is more John Blaze than that, I got John Blaze shit
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[01:01.10]And they not recognizing, they not sayin' I recognize
[01:03.34]And f**k is that, who is you to be askin' me questions
[01:05.21]You kno' what I'm sayin', who is you?
[01:06.71]I gots to talk, I gotta tell what I feel
[01:09.07]I gotta talk about my life as I see it
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[01:18.43]This goes out to you
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[01:21.08]This goes out to you, and you, and you, and you
[01:26.40]This goes out to you
[01:29.03]This goes out to you
[01:31.70]This goes out to you, and you, and you, and you
[01:35.71]Your reign on the top was short like leprechauns
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[01:37.95]As I crush so-called willies, thugs, and rapper-dons
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[01:41.13]Get in that ass, quick fast like ramadan
[01:43.25]It's that rap phenomenon Don-Dadda, f**k Poppa
[01:46.71]You got ta, call me, Francis M.H. White
[01:49.36]In tank-light totes, tote iron
[01:51.40]Was told in shootouts, stay low, and keep firin'
[01:54.23]Keep extra clips for extra shit
[01:56.29]Who's next to flip on that cat with that grip on rap
[01:59.14]The mo shady, "Tell em", Frankie baby
[02:01.63]Ain't no tellin' where I may be
[02:03.04]May see me in D.C. at Howard Homecomin'
[02:05.85]With my man Capone, dumbin, f**kin' somethin'
[02:08.12]You should know my steelo
[02:09.84]Went from ten G's for blow to thirty G's a show
[02:12.63]To orgies with hoes I never seen befo'
[02:15.20]So, Jesus, get off the Notorious
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[02:18.46]Penis, before I squeeze and bust
[02:20.35]If the beef between us, we can settle it
[02:22.74]With the chrome and metal shit
[02:24.20]I make it hot, like a kettle get
[02:25.84]You're delicate, you better get, who sent ya?
[02:28.45]You still pedal shit, I got more rides than Great Adventure
[02:31.46]Biggie, "How are you gonna do it?"
[02:34.29]Kick in the door, wavin' the four-four
[02:36.64]All you heard was Poppa don't hit me no more
[02:39.33]Kick in the door, wavin' the four-four
[02:41.89]All you heard was Poppa don't hit me no more
[02:44.68]Kick in the door, wavin' the four-four
[02:47.26]All you heard was Poppa don't hit me no more
[02:49.99]Kick in the door, wavin' the four-four
[02:52.66]All you heard was Poppa don't hit me no more
[02:55.36]On ya mark, get set, when I spark, ya wet
[02:57.77]Look how dark it get, when ya marked with death
[03:00.22]Should I start your breath or should I let you die?
[03:03.13]In fear you start to cry, ask why
[03:05.28]Lyrically, I'm worshipped, don't front the word sick
[03:08.52]You cursed it, but rehearsed it
[03:10.33]I drop unexpectedly like bird shit
[03:12.46]You herbs get stuck quickly for royalties and show money
[03:16.29]Don't forget the publishin', I punish 'em, I'm done with them
[03:19.53]Son, I'm surprised you run with them
[03:21.48]I think they got cum in them 'cuz they nothin' but dicks
[03:24.30]Tryin' to blow up like nitro and dynamite sticks
[03:27.20]Mad I smoke hydro rock diamonds, that's sick
[03:29.84]Got pay off my flow, rhyme with my own click
[03:32.44]Take trips to Cairo, layin' with yo bitch
[03:34.96]I know you prayin' you was rich, f**kin' prick
[03:37.01]When I see ya I'ma
[03:38.10]Kick in the door, wavin' the four-four
[03:40.47]All you heard was Poppa don't hit me no more
[03:43.25]Kick in the door, wavin' the four-four
[03:45.66]All you heard was Poppa don't hit me no more
[03:48.60]Kick in the door, wavin' the four-four
[03:51.36]All you heard was Poppa don't hit me no more
[03:53.93]Kick in the door, wavin' the four-four
[03:56.68]All you heard was Poppa don't hit me no more
[03:59.35]This goes out for those that choose to use
[04:01.52]Disrespectful views on the King of NY
[04:04.34]F**k that, why try, throw bleach in your eye
[04:07.08]Now ya Braille in it, stash that light shit, or scalin' it
[04:10.11]Conscience of ya nonsense in eighty-eight
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[04:12.67]Sold more powder than Johnson and Johnson
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[04:15.30]Tote steel like Bronson, vigilante
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[04:17.94]You wanna get on son, you need to ask me
[04:20.67]Ain't no other king in this rap thing
[04:22.64]They siblings, nothing but my chil'ren
[04:24.51]One shot, they disappearin'
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[04:26.15]It's ill when MC's used to be on cruddy shit
[04:28.78]Took home, Ready to Die, listened, studied shit
[04:31.36]Now they on some money shit, successful out the blue
[04:33.95]They light weight, fragilly, my nine milly
[04:36.54]Make the white shake, that's why my money never funny
[04:39.25]And you still recoupin', stupid