Intro (Nice 2 Meet You, Again)

[Intro]
Haha!
It's there in their eyes
Word, look at that eagle, word
That shit, look at it’s eyes, right there, it's eye
Know where it got that from ‘em, right?
All alone in the room, Frank Rosetta
These motherfuckers
We're having conventions of a new kind of joke
That’s with the fresh extraterrestrial brother

[Verse]
Yeah, tell L.A. Reid I ain't a pop star
From the back streets, I'm a block star
Signin' mumble rappers, now they got y'all
Settin' niggas back like a cop car
I'm with Nas now, I'm a snack now
Got a few chips, and I’m wise now
Know they heard ’bout me, got they eyes now
Just when you thought the city died down
I'm back in this bitch, like a investor
I’m comin' at 'em, I get molecular
Look at the form, I weathered the storm
Seen many flows, all of 'em borin’
We from the belly, y'all gotta feed us
Dope by the ounces, and I'm a liter
I could delete us, sucka, the leader
Of the new school, I'm actually cool
I'm used shy, I feel like a pimp though
Ayy, it's like I'm brushing my teeth
Why? I spit what I meant, ho
Ayy, nine times out of ten, she just want to get in Stro mental
That's why I beat it, then beat it, ayy
I need the check like I'm Nike, yeah
I need the boost like Adidas, wait
‘Member when the club used to tell me shoot?
Backstage, had to sneak us
Shit is a cycle, I'm feelin' washed
I'm tired of bein' in the bleachers
Tired of all these niggas sleepin'
Like a mattress got mad tricks
Like a young magician to the competition
If I diss a peer, bet he disappear
If I disinfect, leave him desolate
All these building's slow, they don't get it yet
All these new suits fuckin' up the game
Pull they tie, choke ‘em like I'm Ving Rhames
It's the return of the baby boy
Back in the mix like a stem, ayy
I rep the East ‘til the end, Stro
It's nice to meet you again, yeah