No Fear - Black Rob, Sean Price

Everybody talk, nobody gon' do it

Came through, defied the odds, then I grew here

I must have made 10 mill and ran through it

Baby love come and go man, so screw it

It’s nothing to it

Watch me as I stick and move on this groove

While I’m duckin' the paparazzi

Only person shot me was Jonathan Manion

Before and after I was fat as Ralph Cramden

Y’all don’t like the fam then shout it

Dumb, dumb, dumb, I don’t like Black Rob

Let’s talk about it

These motherfuckers change like the seasons

The hate that y’all harbor, 9 times outta 10 there’s no reason

Committing treason, then they try to run

Forget that they got asthma, stop and they start wheezing

I see him looking for his asthma pump

I’m in that Maybach watching the?

on the plasma slumped

I’m right here daddy, I no fear

Objects in the mirror is closer than they appear

So people be advised, my eyes on the prize

This ain’t an exercise or the birth of some tough guys

A lot of y’all don’t figure me rich

Won’t follow me around, just twitter me, bitch

And I show you how I done it, pulled out and told 'em run it

Plus I’ll let you meet the fam uptown in the wild 100s

Fans wanna walk in my shoes, I give 'em a chance

My lifestyle’ll make 'em defecate in their pants

Y’all don’t believe me, ask the God 'bout me

He’ll tell you how I hate to lose and I can’t stand defeat

A product of da streets, P-O-D-S

I don’t like cheques, fam, C-O-D's best

That’s how I do when I do it, I’m not stressed

These chicks see me stuntin' like boy is a hot mess

I must confess, Harlem made me this way

Fuck what the chicks say, Rob don’t play

So people throw your hands up and show me where the cash at

Matter fact, put 'em down, I might catch a flashback

Benz hatchback, TVs in it

Haters like «that's my car» till they see me in it

Head reason I go on and all my thoughts' infinite

Furthermore, y’all ain’t heard the bars flow in a minute

See Rob can hold his own, ain’t nothing timid

He don’t sound like y’all, it’s all authentic

Gimme the ball on the court, I put all the?

Just cause I do and-1 moves, its no gimmick nigga

You’re spitting limericks, your petty five lines

Wanna see the beast come out, say my name five times

Round for round, I’m down, shake the town

Shake you down, wave the pound, lays it down

P!

Haha, listen, listen

Yo, the 4−5th is what I use to spark

For entertainment purpose, no amusement park

Listen pa, duke my movement’s smart

Chest blow with a left throw nigga

It’ll bruise your heart

Listen pa, I am not kiddin', plot thicken

Shots given to niggas who fuckin' wit' Ahk?

Rap’s my profession, the biz is reefer

I smoke more of that shit than Wiz Khalifa

1−2-6 and Madison got body bags

My gun spit shit, leave your ass in a body bag

Brooklyn’s Finest, fuck police

Your wife’s a cop then fuck police

Listen, nigga my thing gon' pop

Sean Price on the remix

With bank gon' pop, P!