A-1 Performance

(Talking)
 Y'all can't be serious, this is A-1 performance
 Your boy wit' the million-dollar vocal chords
 No more Cristal and DoM P, straight Gatorade
 And they say in death, all life questions shall be answered
 But this here started before the womb
 and will not end after the grave
 Y'all can't disturb me
 (Verse One)
 Critically acclaimed, verbally I'm sickly insane
 Officially, I remain the Ripleys of the game
 Believe or not, the hustler's here to retrieve his spot
 From y'all dungaree thieves that mislead the block
 No rehearsal, nothing's controversial
 Relax homie, react, one response'll hurt you
 I know death, I was there when souls left
 Froze holdin' my nose, over decomposed flesh
 It's deeper, brown reefer, no beeper, low ceaser
 Outta sight, the life make the doe sweeter
 The raps Derrick Jeter, veggie-eater, half-ebonizer
 Love leisure, crewed up, in the stretch 11-seaters
 It's either; move accordin' or, lose an organ
 It's sorta like an abortion, you choose what's more important for ya
 Pimp to poet, from prince to heroic to
 Now, King of New York now, as if y'all don't know this.
 (Chorus)
 If you, If you think you want it
 You know y'all can get it
 Nobody doing it better than AZ, no, no, no (2x)
 (Verse Two)
 I done did the ostrige, the gators, silver foxes
 Silk boxers, rocked ice so obnoxious
 Wore pradas, Taj Mahal more dollars
 What other motherfucker y'all could call hotter
 Street affilly, sweet swisher, switch from willy
 This so amazing, MJ style the flows Cajun
 Connect wit me, absorb, reflect wit me
 Respect im so N-Sync, I could sex Britney
 Been about it, no comparison, send 'em a stylest
 They too old for gold, and they dress code is childish
 I'm grown music, so I ask don't confuse it
 Consider, I'ma soul food this Howard Heuwit
 Sos the don, so seductive overdose 'em wit' charm
 Paranoid, sorta, so please approach me calm
 Clothes and money, hydro, hoes among me,
 Emphatically, the truth is y'all can't take nothin' from me.
 (Chorus)
 If you, If you think you want it
 You know y'all can get it
 Nobody doing it better than AZ, no, no, no (2x)
 (Verse Three)
 Although it's all music, at times we misuse it
 Confuse it, like we back on the block suited
 Born-thugs now get recruited, but listen youngin'
 You still a student I spit twirlin' tricks wit' a toothpick
 Taught ya teacher, I'm the source for seekers
 Resurrected like christ off the cross on easter
 Zone excessive, seven different home addresses
 So many years lost through tribulations, I've grown possessive
 I, earned my title, I learned survival
 Self made, never too concerned wit' idols
 The earth and the moon is one, and I'm the sun
 So all competition is none, get ya gun.
 (Chorus)
 If you, If you think you want it
 You know y'all can get it
 Nobody doing it better than AZ, no, no, no (2x)
 Nobody, doing it better than AZ