Geah, Lou turn it up a little bit, niggaRowdy, I see you, nigga, QueensYo this Shadow in this motherfucker, hollaRepresentin` Hoodstock, HusseinThe Stock Family niggaAnd it`s a motherfuckin` takeover, geah, Ferrari BlackWe invested in the hood nigga in a lot of different waysGeah, come on but right now, niggaThe bricks is back, the bricks is backThe bricks is back, the bricks is backBig `Dow ain`t the toughest, so I`ll tell you right nowWhen it`s on it`s nothin` Shadow gettin` to bustin`The bricks is back, the bricks is backThe bricks is back, the bricks is backBig `Dow ain`t the toughest, so I`ll tell you right nowWhen it`s on it`s nothin` Shadow gettin` to bustin`Let me tell you who I be and who I amShadow Stock, ready rock, that`s what I`m sellin`And E pills, four hundred for fifty get you a refillTwenty-three a gram, nigga, let`s do the dealRepresentin` the Stock Family, I don`t really careHow big you get pussy, you can`t handle meWon`t say I`m the toughest, so I`ll tell you right nowWhen it`s on, it`s nothin`, Shadow gettin` to bustin`Every class at school nigga was special edTeacher got bored a nigga so we was all redTwenty four with no diploma I don`t really careThese cowards don`t got it crackin` and I`m out thereLou, he got the brown Ferrari but I got the greenSmells caught in between, nigga doin` his thingWhat I`m sayin` it`s a hustler`s painBein` rich by myself, it`s a treacherous dream, damnQueens is back, Queens is backNigga, Queens is back, Queens is backMan Sekou ain`t the toughest, I`ll tell ya right nowWhen it`s on it`s nothin`, 720 get to bustin`Queens is back, Queens is backNigga, Queens is back, Queens is backMan, and Sekou ain`t the toughest, I`ll tell ya right nowWhen it`s on it`s nothin`, 720 get to bustin`Oh, my gangstanessAll the anger in my heart who we thank for thisYo, I can`t thank a soul but God and gunsDon`t kill a damn fool, it`s a animant`s steelIt`s the liquor and the bills cause a man to stealIt`s the lack of Medicaid and these bitches got AIDSAnd they snaggin` at the Y, player we too highI ain`t really into ballin` and tossin` my chipsRather cop real estate then ride big whipsRather trick on my wife and go real a dick or hipsSlick bitch that`s strict man, she can`t get shitBut she get trashed on the car hood by HoodstockWe got good stock and size does matter, bitchThat`s why we slang good cockBack the thirty eight slug, back outLook out the way, `fore your whole hood shot upThe INC is back, the INC is backThe INC is back, the INC is backThe INC is back, the INC is backBlack Child is gutter, it`s on, motherfuckersThe INC is back, the INC is backThe INC is back, the INC is backBlack Child is gutter, I don`t give a fuckWhat I sell out with a gun, motherfuckerI got stocks in the hood, sold rocks in the woodPop up on your block with the glock like it`s goodGot niggaz scared to cop and drop like I`m SugePop if you could, watch if you wouldNigga go platinum from the federal penGo 150 months and come home gettin` rich againNigga, it`s sicker than, I hope you listenin`, nigga, we glistenin`Pop off and leave you in the dead man positionBlack Child is Murder, y`all forgettin`The work I put in, the dirt I done didOn this earth niggaz lives is worthlessUnless you worth a few million, school your childrenLet the game get to `emThen they brain get ruinedMine speak foreign languages fluentlyHoodstock exchange ain`t nothin` new to meCop and go, set `em shop in communityI`ve been ticklin` clit ever since pubertyMight taste it if it smells clean to meMama lean with me, holler and scream with meThe Rule is back, the Rule is backThe Rule is back, the Rule is backLike `Pac said, @Keep your head up, man@Like Biggie Biggie @Give me one more chance@Niggaz, the Rule is back, the Rule is backThe Rule is back, the Rule is backLike `Pac said, @Geep your head up man@Like Biggie Biggie @Give me one more chance@Nigga, I cap back just from my mental anguishThis cash is aimless, cop the new yellow VanguishAnd I ride swervin` down the west side highwayGet high like a G4 on the runwayI can`t land it, man, with gun in handA hundred grand in escrow tryna expandA million niggaz that brick, whole bricks to gramsJust leave with money, it seems like it`s Uncle SamSo keep hustlin I done rollThat comes from all the pain and the strugglin`Look at here, federal agents runnin` inCome again, it must be mistaken identityLike when Oswald took the rap for killin a KennedyWe in the street, not industry, niggazAnd because we`re called the MurderersThat don`t make us killaz, now does it?Now it`s not home but still them trumpets blowin`Hold on cause the leader of this mission is a proThe Rule is back, the Rule is backThe Rule is back, the Rule is backLike `Pac said, @Keep your head up man@Like Biggie Biggie @Give me one more chance@Niggas, the Rule is back, the Rule is backThe Rule is back, the Rule is backLike `Pac said, @Keep your head up man@Like Biggie Biggie @Give me one more chance@, niggas