[Intro: Fat Joe & Nick Shades]
That nigga Diamond D threw me the loop (Oh word? Let's get it)
Yo, Nick, let's just go off on this bitch right here, man, classic shit (Straight bars, bro)
Go in, no punches no, nothin', man (No type of shit like that)
Let's go! Uh! (Cypher style) Yeah!
[Verse 1: Fat Joe]
Now check it out, I'll kill your baby in your baby carriage
Bust a shotgun at your wedding that's a perfect marriage
Pray to God a nigga catch your G in his ride
Hit 'em with that (BRRRRRRRRPPPPPPP!!!) Cracker, stand your ground
This is that cocaine rap, blood on the dope
I see zombies in the trap next to Phantoms and the ghost
Pussy on the pole, prophesies an option when you grow up on the stove and your pops is never home, uh
We miss the heroin with the tranquilizer, nigga
All that's missin' is the thrill of synthesizin', nigga
Junkies hobblin' back like like a Clydesdale
Throwin' niggas off the boat like crime fell
I'm on the top deck on the coast of Tropez
Spendin' coins, chasin' tail just to drop heads
High times, pull the mag fully loaded chrome
Rollin' stones on the cover of the Rolling Stone
[Interlude: Fat Joe & Nick Shades]
Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha!!! (Ay, you did that shit though, Crack)
Yo, Nicky Shades! (Yeah! Yeah!)
Hit them niggas with that shit man! (Hey! Hey!)
Diamond D on the track! (Yeah!)
Ahhhhhh! (Hey!)
[Verse 2: Nick Shades]
Hey
First of all wanna thank my connect for putti'n me on game and always bein' on deck
Young Cuban, so I had to get the link up on my neck
Then I link the homie Crack to make this money manifest
Architect the many schemes with the intent to dividends
To come direct in my direction type of shit when shit come in
My formula is immaculate, net worth the [?]
Slangin' shit the masses want while gettin' lifted by the hemp
My niggas always packin' pistols, wanna trip? Then be my guest
Blaow! And then we disappear with pure finesse
And bitches like Montana tryna end up more like Sosa
So I gamble with the coke until my cash flow runneth over
Got so many stash spots, my G, more weight than a boulder
Rather cliché to save a homie, fuck how you feel
And I'ma keep stackin' the stack and make this paper for real
From Dade County to The Bronx, I'm tryna come up for real
We'll score some bomb piff to reach to way higher conscious
Use the ruby from what's blazin to enlighten the darkness
[Outro: Fat Joe & Nick Shades]
Aight, aight
Yo, Nick Nick Nick, chill chill, man! (Oh!)
Chill Nick! (Shit nigga!)
That's it, Nick! (Man, I can go forever bruh!)
Nah Nah Nah Nah, this the future, Nick Shades, chill chill, man!
(Hey!)
The Cypher was written by Diamond D & Nick Shades & Fat Joe.
The Cypher was produced by Diamond D.
Fat Joe released The Cypher on Mon Aug 26 2013.