The Wait Is Over

(Intro) Reef Yeah, Lost Cauze, Doap Dixon Uh, the Army in here Salute me, yeah [Reef the Lost Cauze] Uh, fuck with my brother Doap and I'mma cut his throat We definition representin', what is Doap? What is hope when ya faith get tested? Yeah, what is coke when the weight ain't stretchin'? Yeah, what is hate when the hatin' ain't affectin'? A buncha mad niggas we comin' for mad figgaz That upset money, that coke and wet money That Frank Lucas buried under the steps money It's official like a ref with a whistle I'm from where young boys can't read but they rep wit their pistols Yeah, respect is an issue but never with mines Y'all funkies get away the shit but never with crimes Stay knocked like a pregnant jawn Im fittin' ta wreck this jaunt Flatten ya face use it to eat my breakfast on Your lyrics is wack they disrespect the song Crush kill everyone, that's why my techs is long (Hook) Samples scratching 2x "The waitin's over" - Jadakiss "Tell these motherfuckers" - Scarface "Here come his crazy soldier" - Nas "Takin' ova" - Jadakiss "I don't stop squeezing till ya face is over" - Jadakiss [Doap Nixon] Yeah, I'm on their heels Reef, yo, let's go Yo, y'all niggas is average learnin' to crawl Producers is mad ass, we don't return ya calls Ya emails get deleted so beat it Ya helps is not needed, Knowledge itself completes it Divine cipher power slid in this game nice Signed a deal burnt my advance on the same night (Let's go) This game so foul, so many cats So many petty labels, so many traps Ya moms shoulda put you in a school wit clean clothes Dudes ova here hit gold wit mean flows I'm in a ill Reef stay on the road The Pharaohs doing shows, I got that year on the stove (Let's go) My whole life felt like I'm stuck at a stop light But seein' how the hustlers got that money to wash right Me and Reef came from the nights we slang white To spittin' out Bangkok, rippin' the same mic (Hook) Samples scratching 2x [Vinnie Paz] Yeah, ain't nobody fuckin' wit the .38 on my waist And when that bulldog bark it'll lay you to waste I ain't fuckin' around wit ya, y'all need to stay in ya place And the vest ain't gonna help you God I aim at the face Y'all ain't doin' shit original fam And my gun is the same color as The Original Man I caught a body and I put the shit to digital cam That shit you makin' ain't a hit it's just a pitiful jam Yeah, ayo Doap cousin hit 'em wit the .40 Glock Make his body levitate and he can do a dome wit 'Pac Y'all motherfuckers should just take this as a warnin' shot I'm bout to celebrate, I heard about the fallin' cop Y'all think y'all could fuck wit Paz yet it's not hardly I put your name in the obituary - John Tardy My whole cipher should be dreaded like we Bob Marley And it ain't another human that's Master Fard Godly (Outro) Vinnie Brrrrrrrrttt.... fuckin' cock sucka --- AOTP Sour Diesel, what the fuckin' deal niggas