Yeah, I, I, I, you already know the type, bitch, feel me, ayy
She's the one and only, man, Solomon Fyfe
Open my nose, watch the smoke simmer Fire spitter pour out his soul
How they pour out the liquor? This for the dead homies and the homeless
Baggin' on streets, get that man a five bill He needs somethin' to eat, that's if you got it
You know the phrase, give and receive Do you believe in the workings of invisible things?
What goes around comes around I pick you up, you hold me down
You see the vibration even if it don't make a sound
Right now the city tainted with ice I paint it with life and living color
Solomon the bad mother shut the front door If you got nothin' to say
And if you want it, I got it like Mickey D's You can have it your way
You get me a dash of milk when the coffee is black
Cause the text off my Mac, could my phone screen crack?
Goin' through my old rhymes, gettin' brand new life
I know God gotta love me cause how else could I be this nice?
And how else could I be this cool? And how else could I be this cheat?
How else could I be this true? Cause how else could I be so black, uh
How else could I be so strong, look And how else could I be so mean, uh
How else could I be so on, look How else could I be...
I'm Basquiat if he was an MC I hear these rappers but they so empty
My style'll overwhelm the whole city You know me well, really
I'm uptown like some True's Nike boots and a biggie
I used to ride Gucci, Lowe's even though I was broke
Now I sport scuffed Nikes but they not off-white
Dickie pins in the jacket that I found on the train
I'm New York where the underground is better than fame
Blue in my veins, sometimes I think I wanna be Crip
But truth be told I'm kinda old for that shit
I used to ride the 6 train on the way to the crib
When I lifted Brock's neck if you know what it is
Peepin' views of the water, kickin' the blues to somebody's daughter
It'll be a while before I be a father but I'm son in the game
I keep it movin' when I run in the lanes
I've been solidified before you knew the name
Slick, I'm solemn and fire
Cause how else could I be so fly? And how else could I be so cool?
How else could I be this G? And how else could I be this True?
How else could I be so black? How else could I be so strong?
How else could I be so me? How else could I be?
They don't really know what's going on, we don't show them too much
We don't leave money on the table, we just get it
How we get it, you know, keep it
Uptown boogies to Uptown boogies to Uptown
Yeah, I-I-I, you already know who it is
Sovereign and Fire, a.k.a. S-Fire, a.k.a. Big Brother
A lot of things you know that they don't understand
We don't got time to explain