Pullin Me In

Intro:<br>Y`all know y`all done messed up now right?<br>Mmmm mmmm, fo` real<br>[opera singing]<br>You know, you messed up, I`m not laughing<br>All y`all beats is soundin the same, y`all rhymin the same<br>Some of y`all even wearing the same jewelry<br>And y`all doin the same videos<br>Shut up, you know you messed up right?<br>That`s why they brought me back in this game<br>To bring it right back to the essence, mmm hmmm<br>Oh yeah, and all this kill this, kill that, kill this<br>Lemme tell you somethin, [what, what]<br>The real killers, they`re standin right over there<br>Waitin for you to act like a killer, so they can kill you<br>Yo Sedeck, do me a favor yo<br>Yo tell everybody on this side of the stage<br>To just move back a little cuz it`s about to get real rowdy<br>in the front yo, they comin yo<br>I could never forget the underground hip hop<br>I`ma dedicate this to everybody that knew me when I was broke<br>Workin at Burger King, hustlin dime bags on a twelve speed bicycle<br>All the projects man, youknowwhatimsayin?<br>Yo<br><br>HOOK:<br>Every time I keep pullin out, y`all keep pullin me in, sin<br>Kick a little somethin for the New Jerusalem<br>Let people know you aint forget where you came from, where you came from<br>Every time I keep pullin out, y`all keep pullin me in, sin<br>Kick a little somethin for the street DJs<br>Let people know you aint forget where you came from, where you came from<br><br>[Verse 1]<br>Yo, yo this probably the hardest verse that I ever recite<br>I`m in the studio with a gun in my neck it`s all right<br>Surrounded by gangsters, I don`t know how they got here<br>But I feel like the Haitian Frank Sinatra, in his young years<br>New York, on my way to Kennedy airport<br>L.A., I was told wear colors wherever you walk<br>Dirt, dirty south, I heard they run up in your house<br>Shakespeare, no time to jive blast your girl through the blouse<br>What? MCs, y`all aint nothing but assassins<br>Every two lines is killin, or incarceration<br>Murderation, closed casket cremation<br>Closest you got to prison was seein barson television<br>But I`ma go long as this thug phenomenon<br>Pass me a bandanna, two shots from my Mag-num<br>All of that, to get your attention<br>Here`s a few things I been dyin to mention<br>Anyone talk about guns, I`ma buy the cartel<br>Any more beats soundin the same, I`ma put your MPC to cell<br>Listen, reminiscing on Nas, *It Aint Hard To Tell*<br>Still feel like somebody`s watching me like Rockwell<br>Talk about diamonds, I`ma kidnap Jacob<br>Talk about the Fugees, I`ma break up the make up<br>Put your stake up, I`m about to work my way back to the streets<br>And y`all wanna bootleg cuz y`all will get Jay-Z<br><br>HOOK [variations]<br>Kick a little something for the projects Clef<br>Kick a little something for the hip hop fans<br><br>[Verse 2]<br>Hip hop fans, y`all like the woman in my house<br>No matter how faithful I am, y`all still have your doubts<br>Talkin bout, is he real in this relationship<br>Or did he go pop, and on the side get a mistress<br>My mistress is a guitar, classical like Mozart<br>Paint murder on the wall just to show y`all some art<br>And y`all wanna start, and lose body parts<br>I suggest you start walkin, tell your man stop talking<br>You know the scenario, the innocent is always the first to go<br>And Dorothy sings somewhere over the rainbow<br>Kum Ba Ya, got you trapped in barbed wire<br>Dope delivery, but I`m the ghost writer<br>Tall tribes of Juda, deeper than books<br>Watch what you cook cuz you might get hooked<br>Man... I miss real MCs<br>Like Kool G Rap, written in graffiti<br>Before the plane, I used to take the train<br>Watch fiends puttin up they vein, moms raisin caine<br>Able`s on the roof, cook like a goose<br>To calm my nerve, I drink Vodka 180 proof<br>I`m back in the shack, lay flat on my back<br>Two choices, sell rap or sell crack<br>Chose sell rap, but watch my back like I`m sellin crack<br>Cuz the music industry is the same street format<br>I sold y`all Nappy Heads, to The Score, to The Carnival<br>But yet y`all still wanted more<br>Since Sedeck went back, came off wit a break<br>I blend so perfect, that you would want it for your mixtape<br><br>[beatbox]<br><br>HOOK [variations]<br>Kick a little something for the brothers up north