We run this shit, fo'-five on the hip Been ridin' for Shady, Shady Geah, Ca$his know Shady Records, the dream team, uh Sittin' in the back of the, all-gray Acura Gun to the passenger for actin' tough Turn the wheel in the passin', heart of an assassin Plus I'm on the draw down, quick as fuck Last move 'fore I give all street shit up Put a nigga in the ground face down, feet up This nigga here tried to cuff me for my re-up When I went to his crib he called police up Now you on the way to bein' paraplegic For sendin' messages through bitches like you go see us Shady, Ca$h king of the dope fiends plus Give 'em a square mile by blocks and I'm creamed up Took the bullet out of Obie head, put it in my pistol And use it, ammunition on the niggaz they hit Damn, I go to war on the regular man Cause I'm part of the dream team, you a regular man Far as rap I don't see no competitors and You see things like me, with my medal in hand I'm a state case boy with a federal plan A hundred in beats, beatin' the shit out skinheads I'm the spirit of a G bringin' lyrics of the street I'm Ca$his, a real dope boy on the beat (beat) Slumped in the seat tucked clutchin' the heat Basically, you niggaz can't fuck with me, hah We run this shit, fo'-five on the hip Out to ride for Shady, yeah Y'all niggaz ain't hard, y'all niggaz ain't real Y'all niggaz ain't crazy Bring it on if you want, you don't know The homicides that I've done lately We run this shit, fo'-five on the hip Out to ride for Shady Yeah, Trice is back on the Alche' track With Ca$his, capitalizin' on this mic in fact We fuckin' with the captain of rap My nigga with the Nike cap keep the continuity quite exact So lure your cats into the second classic We're mature as the number uno aspect, as yet Who's to pass the driver? O tries to flow to die fo' and the death blow survive (woo!) I echo through your external vibe With internal experiences I've acquired (uhh) I'm probably the most honest hip-hopper alive A victim depictin' images from my own eyes (yeah!) Never livin' through homes, why? Homie got his own set of cajones, stand up guy It's Ca$his, O. Tri', rappers we blow by This is as accurate as the masses will have it, no lie Nigga! A-A-A-A-A-A-A-Alchemist