(feat. Clinton Sparks)



[Intro]



[P] EGHCK!



"You can't be serious

You can not be serious right now" -- "Get-get-get down"



[M] Yeah

[P] EGHCK!



"You think cause we from the same hood

You expect me to do some shit with you?"



[M] Malicious!

[P] EGHCK!



"The fuck you ever do for me, huh?" -- "Get-get-get down"



[M] Uh

[P] EGHCK!



"Oh now I'm a star

Now you think I need to give you some handouts"



[M] Star Trak y'all



"Man get the fuck outta here"



[Verse - Pusha T]

It go hot waist - Desert.. triangle face

Hesi-tate - never, I'll put hole in whoever

Don't make Push' Russian Roulette ya

Gamble wit ya life

Change came from cocaine I've measured

White was the treasure, comfort was the steel

I pedal to the corner like a child on a big wheel

Flow more sicker, so much shake in the street

They measure my weight in Richter

Make no mistake, I rhyme for the public

But still I push yay that make the ghetto's quake

By all means I've seen I've lived

By 22 years old, 50 thousand dollar vehicles I rimmed

My dreams start over the stove

I ran over the globe and back again

You seen em, five-ten, hair swingin, dark skinned

Gun on my hip like a sargeant

Wrist Green Power, Chris Tuck' in my watch

Anytime the small hand move, it's +Rush Hour+



[Chorus - Clinton Sparks] (Pusha T)

Baby you don't want no problems wit us

Cause we the type of dudes who don't think, we bust

You die (EGHCK!)

When you come close to

And you get held back cause you're not supposed to

You die (EGHCK!)

When we roll up on dubs

And get VIP all up in the club

You die (EGHCK!)

Homie I am a star

And you might get hurt walkin up to my car



[Verse - Malice]

I offer y'all, 24 bars of raw

Like eight balls in hard or soft

Time I - push em off, they need help now

Cause I - flood the street wit straight melt down

And I'm not proud, infact I hate this route

This the same game got my brother strung out

So I - count the ways that it fucked up his life

So I don't have a problem wit uping my price

Uh - and who said the game ain't fair?

.. a God damn loser!

Look - just like chicks, them cats they be runnin they lips

Worried to death am I still in the Clipse

Well, here's a secret bout me and the Clipse

Even in my abscence I'm still the shit ya dig?!

Everything doing it big, from the cars to the home

From the cash to the chrome, they can't say the game ain't grown

Did they tell you bout the nine? I keeps me that

I don't ever fall off like Adebisi Hat

When times get tite, the coke game like riding a bike

You heavy as me? not in your life



"Can't be running up on me acting like you know me when you don't

Man I'm a star now, fall back!"



[P] EGHCK!



[Chorus]