(feat. The UN)



I'm all about makin it happen

can it steady yappin

cheddas stack cap I get it crackin

bringin the action

center of attraction

late night on the creep trashin

mashin on the party crashin

rap with a passion

not a quitter or a forfeiter

one of them raw rap cats

with hollow point rhymes

comin to hit ya

I'm talkin and I shot at all them fake rappas

who fake wanna be gun clappin

cats claimin they the baddest

claimin that they ran the streets ragged

knowin they chillin hard in the village up

up in the gay bar talkin to faggots

I'm not a gangsta

and I'm not a thug nor a blood

or cripp

strugglin brotha tryin to hard to get rich

i've been nice in this hip hop *ish

from way back when

days of the jeffersons

good times to whats happenin

you niggaz want beef

then call my name out

still rockin the Mecca when the soul brother

like it just came out



Lets get it on

Lebanon

Strong as an ox

an' I spit flows blowin up yo' audio box

Document muh style I'm cool when I rock

and I rush like the Bus

followin' muh blocks

G's up I'm on set y'all niggaz freeze up

i make dirty dolla's turn 'em in to clean bucks

my stocks rise

it's cool, it's no surprise

and them laws, the rules

you make, I straight defy

rebel in the highest form

the fifth born

gully nigga on the track screamin they saw'em

stop the dat

rewind that

thoughts combine that

Criminal minds

an' rhymes

underline that

dolla' dolla'

street scholla'

flow then ya falla

expert

puttin in work

for the next saga

so yo get yo' lean on

flows you fiend on

F-ckin with U. and N. the 2000 phenom



[Chorus]

yeah, U. and N. sound greater than great

still up, holdin my 'gz up

not my name hold weight

and you can betcha bottom dollar money mo' I make

lets get this cake

son do what it take



yeah, U. and N. sound greater than great

still up, holdin my 'gz up

not my name hold weight

and you can betcha bottom dollar money mo' I make

lets get this cake, c'mon



hold up

applause for the cause you know

you could call it telephone love tap

high explosive experiment

situate depressed upstate

bless a blessed a whats up with you

what you talkin, pocket filled well then feel

yeah its good, like you should

I'm Dino, begs no pardon

borrow no lending, begs no friends

ya hear me all my mens love women, raw

links with mommy cuban

or takes me back to union

baby girl got cousins and now one of 'em frontin

U.N

checker flagging me down

fast-en ya sound

how we quick to pick me up in that lex-ed iced edition

state ya position

back jabbin this bone wishin

ms. dont have me whiff missing

puttin everything Dwight Gooden-nuff talk

you can have a ball and go walk

hear me now, feel me later

later Dino Braves smooth and get paid

feelin the shook up

keepin the stick up

forever keep this hit the wikka wikka



A verbal contract the way life is put on you

now the harsh facts circle your world at

allow you like a wise author

sci-fi writins and novels

ridin ova potholes

play King Arthur inside my brothel

the size of waffles gunshot holes

blowin like the U.S marshall

of Luis Armstrong

and the winner falls sprawl spot it

and at the same time he shot it

frollic with raps and fiber optics

like 4,5,6

hard to get at

sharp as an axe

order jockage

armored trizzack

tryin to be modest

fiery thoughts burn like L's with chronic

make ya lungs black, sip gold hell in a bottle

blow willa sinna maholla thats on the house

compliments on my corner moral

how I get down

chase his ass round like cat and mouse

you feel my passion?

(f-ck life) if I ain't mackin

niggaz wanna see me stagnant

similar to two magnets

we can never be a package

a printed jewla

show my crew love

before this rap *ish

who can fool us

beautiful lust

don't think I'm too cool to bust

loot and do drugs

who's who

few knew it was fool proof

but true it was, crime organiza

forty fiva

hit ya Porsche up, (f-k) you in lava

hit them to my product

just a taste was life threatenin

stretch his limbs out

to 5 seperate ends

prey on my fall and every cent

like I don't know it

I hold macs posin in flicks like Dinero in Ronin



[Chorus]

yeah, U. and N. sound greater than great

still up, holdin my 'gz up

not my name hold weight

and you can betcha bottom dollar money mo' I make

lets get this cake

son do what it take



yeah, U. and N. sound greater than great

still up, holdin my 'gz up

not my name hold weight

and you can betcha bottom dollar money mo' I make

lets get this cake