Just Begun - Buckshot, P-Money, Raz Fresco

Let’s get it started

Who rock the hardest

Regardless

Buck is the smartest

My heart is set in stone

I’m heading home

Buck town’s where I roam

I’m in the zone

We have just begin

From the underground to above

I provide

And some guys that’s in need of love

Starving for attention like a school kid

The rap was a quick nigga

I put in two years

You know i’m coming home to that

Cause I stuck up the game

When I first left the ave

Yeah its true I got raw with no mask

But you niggas was nervous when you didn’t

So I blast and say

Fuck this past

We have just begun

We have just begun

Man it’s a whole new era

And the closest ya’ll niggas get to the top

Is the dresser

Fightin near the lane

Humm, slamin'

That’s old school for just cool

Bring up the champion

I cover all topics

So I can blow the lid off your bullshit projects

Stop it

You ain’t made a profit

You made a promise

That shit is like a loan

Pfft… go’on

Bad business

My profile like bad bitches

Everybody wanna get a piece

And add digits, cool

When it comes to this

Rule 1 never get played

Like a video game by my son

I just begun

Y’know i’m saying

I’m number 1

Dumb fuck

First of all you hustling backwards

Talk about you getting money for action

You a stupid motherfucker

And you know without askin'

Who wanna get paid for a couple of claps man

That’s when I see career collapsing

Fall like brick building from the ashes

Now even though they know they getting they ass kicked

Some old rappers still wanna compete in the masses

Ha… looking like muhammed ali

Out of his prime

And shorty like he outta his mind

Fine, the vets will get respect

But as a vet you subject to feedin em' pets

Yep, so here’s a little

Stick, don’t forget

You ain’t got shit on a ruler

True schoolin huh

I give a fuck if you feel this

The reincarnation of realness

I be schoolin niggas

This is the field trip

Drink from the coldness

With being police and soldiers

It’s like glue how we stick to the coldkit

From the o.G.

Molding molds like moses

Microphones be the stack in my grip

Nagasaki explosion

From queens street rest to low street

Connected like olden phones glowing and

Shorty you ain’t a roll bitch

Roll this for the closure

Since when was niggas wearing skirts

Part of the culture

These niggas suck dick for a little exposure

But me I be the sun

So I shine right over motherfuckers like

We have just begun