(You better check yourself, sucka!) In the streets we heavy, on the block we very New York, New Yorkin' Got the keys to the city, oh, oh, uh huh, uh huh, oh Oh, oh, uh huh, uh huh, oh Yeah, let me tell you how I feel Yo, I keep it real hood, I'm making them My deal's good, I'm eating so you know that my meal's good They ask me how I'm living, I just tell them I'm still good Still going hard, point guard, because I handle the bill good Push pedal to metal, still handle the wheel good I drop shit, yeah you know that I spill good My name good, slick talking, my game good Architect of rap, I'm shaping the frame wood Caked up, try to make a move and get shaked up Put down to the ground and get scraped up I wake up, throw my sneakers on and then lace up Go hit the chop shop and get shaped up I'm in it to win it, there's no limit so I'm raising the stakes up My dice game is so outrageous, because I go all out Like when I'm rocking sold out stages Now my rap book is flooded, got to throw out pages In the streets we heavy, on the block we very New York, New Yorkin' Got the keys to the city, oh, oh, uh huh, uh huh, oh Oh, oh, uh huh, uh huh, oh (You better check yourself, sucka!) They want me to, get on my grizzly And rap like I'm sixteen, they say P got lazy Lately, he gets busy You heard the Mac is back, the H.N. I Shizzy Same niggas with me, since the beginning You see Havoc and Twin, Gotti and God Noyd and Ty Nitty, we define the city Of New York, you're too soft My shit so hardcore it knock you off course I, I get money, you see me in the video I, I get paid, I, I'm so made It's, money over bum bitches, you're just a civilian I'm an infamous soldier, in a G-Unit fitted It's, Dutch Schultz and, Bumpy Johnson The hoodlum nigga, squeeze my trigger at your noggin' I ain't for the nonsense, it's gonna be a body on the ground Keep fuck around Keep testing the water, you gone' surely drown Alchemist will hold you down You got that cocaine, but it's doper than dope You're in the wrong lane Your little umbrella won't protect you from the reign (rain) In the streets we heavy, on the block we very New York, New Yorkin' Got the keys to the city, oh, oh, uh huh, uh huh, oh Oh, oh, uh huh, uh huh, oh