Sip the juice cuz I got enough to go around
 And the thought takes place uptown
 I grew up on the sidewalk where I learned street talk
 And then taught to hawk New York
 I go to Queens for queens to get the crew from Brooklyn
 Make money in Manhattan and never been tooken
 Go Uptown and the Bronx to boogie down
 Get strong on the Island, recoupe, and lay around.
 Time to bulid my juice back up-
 Props back up, suckers get smacked up
 Don't doubt the clout, you know what I'm about
 Knocking niggaz off, knocking niggaz out
 Shaking em up, waking em up
 Raking em up, breaking em up...
 Standing on shaky grounds too close to the edge
 Let's see if I know the ledge

 Corners' trifling 'cause shorty's here
 I get cock-d liffin' forty's of beer;
 Here's a sip for the crew that's deceased,
 If I get revenge, then they rest in peace.

 Somebody's got to suffer, I just might spare one-
 And give a brother a fair one!
 Stay alert and on "p's".
 And I do work with these- like Hercules,
 Switch to southpaw, split your right jaw
 'Cause I don't like y'all, I'm hype when night fall.
 Smooth but I move like an army
 Bulletproof down in case brothers try to bomb me,
 Putting brothers to rest like Elliot ness
 'Cause I don't like stress
 Streets ain't a place for innocent bystanders to stand
 Nutting's gonna stop the plan
 I'll chill like Pacino, kill like DeNiro
 Black Gambino, die like a hero
 Living on shaky grounds too close to the edge
 Let's see if I know the ledge!

 Shells lay around on the battleground
 Dead bodies are found throughout the town.
 Tried to put shame in my game to make a name, I'm a
 Put it on a bullet, put it in your brain.
 Rip the block like a buckshot,
 Who cares where it goes, just keep the casket closed,
 No remorse when a life is lost
 I paid my dues- paid the cost!
 ...And my pockets are still fat,
 Wherever I'm at, I get the welcome mat.
 Even if my crew steep with one deep
 I attract attention, people like to peep
 So come say hi to the badguy
 Don't say goodbye, I don't plan to die!
 'Cause I get loose and I got troops
 And crazy juice!
 In control of many like Ayatollah Khomeini
 Hang out wit Smith and Wesson, don't try to play me.
 I'm at war alot, like Anwar Sadat..
 But no warning shot, my gun is warm alot.
 When I cook beef, the smoke will never clear,
 Areas in fear but this here's a fear!
 Living life too close to the edge
 Hoping that I know the ledge....

 A brand new morn, no time to yawn
 Shower's on, power's on
 Late for school, I catch the train
 Girls sip "Cristal" and whisper my name
 I push up like an exercise,
 Check the intellect and inspect the thighs
 Select the best one, pull her to the side
 Keep her occupied for the rest of the ride
 Read my resume she's know I'm 'ready cool
 Just meet me after school,
 We can moan and groan until your mom come home ,
 And you be calling me Al "dope" Capone.
 Sweatin' me, she didn't want to let me loose-
 Come get me, that's if you want to sip the juice
 Cause the streets await me, so I take my gun off safety
 Cause alot of niggaz hate me
 Coming out of the building, they set me up
 Sprayed wit automatics, they wet me up
 In a puddle of blood, I lay close to the edge
 I guess I didn't know the ledge.