[Intro: Frukwan]

Yo, check it, yo, Frukwan, Sun Star

A new category, a new chamber in hip-hop

Yo, it's called the wise category

You know what I'm sayin'?

Cause all I do is drop science, fuck the bullshit

So for you wack ass motherfuckers

 

[Chorus x2: Frukwan]

Don't come in my house

Thinkin' you runnin' this shit

Players can't even get with

Hangin' with the lyrics I spit

Hit harder then I hit

 

[Frukwan]

I be the ill wild keeper, creep with such

Pack a punch, yum yum, bag chumps for lunch

Till the last forgade, the crime that pays

Canarse, New York be the home of the brave

Got slang and game, brother whats your rank

Wanna slip me a bitch, and I say no thanks

I don't fuck with skeez, don't waste my cheese

Catch me in the street, get in clubs for free

Frukwan be forever, my notes is thick

Sick just like a lunatic fuckin' with this

Got a million plus fans, bars and hooks

Claws that leave a gash, cash in the stash

Twin berettas, armoretta's laced in the sweater

Sculptin' my craft like Egyptian math

King of the king kings with the crips and right

Swing a double edged sword, disrupt your life, what

 

[Chorus x2]

 

[Frukwan]

Yo, time or tell, thoughts is gold 

Elevate certain heads if you gots to know

Born leader, brand the architect by fate

Since day one, represented the real duns nigga

Don't compare with the truth for there

Try to keep an MC from his destiny

What I do, how I live, do affect my kids

Knew that before hand, when I crossed the bridge

Alias, a.k.a. all I see in the cruise

Diligents with the bumps and bruise

Give 'em daps, sippin' wine doesn't make me less

But I'm the villain in the eyes of depress, yo, fuck it, yo

You got mines and I got your back

Together we can bond and cominse attack

Think it's all about you, then your bound to fall

Remember, take a deep breath, cause you a guest in this house

 

[Chorus x2]

 

[Frukwan]

Yo, double my line, quick to take

Brothers know they get jumped when they fake the funk

Brothers got scar remains, limited range

Perimeter preach feet scripts, and red cheese

Constant, never in one spot for long

Got connects, more then a federal depth

The scope is global reign, hover with the cane

Terror with the fright, lot of sleepless nights

Heard it before, sex more beach than whores

Blaze the trail, rip it like Jordan and Scott

One of the few brothers that got flow off top

I run you in brother, make you forced to stop

Thinkin' the trench pot, cause I'm scorchin' hot

Rugged then the rag times, scrapin' cans

The pressure rise water, made it hot as blast

Countin' sheeps yo, that was far from norm

Everybody wanna duck while I face the storm

Fuck it, I take it head up, my souls direct

Ain't a motherfuckin' body, I'll cook the chef

Lock a motherfucker out, cause I don't need the stress, yo

 

[Chorus x4]