(feat. Denaun Porter)



[20 seconds of instrumental to open]



[Chorus: Denaun Porter - singing]

Now don't you know that they want to, catch you

Slippin with no protection

Lead you in the wrong direction

Every nigga around you is a reflection

Of you when you were at your lowest point in your life

Cause niggaz wanna catch you slippin

(Don't let 'em catch you slippin)

They wanna catch you slippin (you've been slippin, slippin)



[Lil' Kim]

No more Mrs. Nice Bitch

Niggaz done, flipped the script and got on some sheist shit

Sellin they soul when love is priceless

They kicked me when I was down and stuck in a crisis

I kept it all in and now I'm 'bout to erupt

Man, FUCK the law the whole system's corrupt

A street grudge put me in front of a judge

But I stood there like what, the Bee don't budge

It's a foul game, no such thing as fair play

And real niggaz get railroaded everyday

Words misconstrued and used against you

Then you get screwed when it's time to sentence you

World cavin in, it's a shitty sitch-i-ation

A year and a day, three years probation

Public humiliation, poor representation

Guilty by association



[Chorus]



[Lil' Kim]

I'ma stand up type, grew up in the projects

And that's worth more than material objects

A lot of things come when they know you got it

You a target, and now they tryin to get in the pockets

Lawsuits, lawyers prosecute for profit

Meanwhile the media promotin the gossip

I had to say it, cause I'm that real with it

You shinin like a star, then you gotta deal with it

And dudes quick to take these groupies to bed

Better watch it 'fore they write a book about like Superhead

Fuck 'em and leave 'em then they after your paper

Put a hole in the condom and say that you raped her

See you can be a rapper, athlete or an actor

Believe me, these devils find a way to get at'cha

All it takes is some green and your face on the screen

Fuck it, just say I took one for the team



[Chorus]



[Lil' Kim]

In these streets you gotta sleep with one eye open

And watch for the snakes and the Jakes approachin

Cause it could be the ones that you laugh and joke wit

The ones you smoke wit, and sold your coke wit

I set you up for the right piece of change

And have your brains on the dashboard of the Range

Too often, I seen a nigga layin in the coffin

All cause some shit was blown out of proportion

Everywhere you go you gotta move with caution

Cause the rap game ain't much different than the crack game

It's the new hustle, gotta have brains and muscle

Get too much money and these haters wanna touch you

Now I can see why they all on me

Niggaz do dirty work, the shit fall on me

Not only do you gotta watch the boys in blue

But the niggaz in your crew you gotta watch them too