Intro:
  "I want to know of you, I want to know of you"
  Xross Breeds in the house representin' Queens. I'm gonna send this out to
  um, those fake so-called keepin' it real, ha ha, check it out
  
  Verse 1:
  I gets the urge to let loose on shit, bringin' the vibe like Phife Dog and
  Q-TIp
  Midnight black darkness, it's the area or place thats destincive enought to
  trace
  The bass, my tune throughout the room, and if you want it, it's here to
  consume
  Now let's warm things up for instance a witness, as I break it down up in
  this sentence
  He, who shall not follow the funk shall fall, on they face
  Not able to dip di in the place, my style is vintage, doper than any wine
  on the market
  Mics I spark it, flying tracks is my target, (def squad) I handles my
  situation
  Without Lyrics form Jason's, I still get's ill, beeotch
  Even from the jealosy I recieve, you can't hold me back I won't retreat
  I'm determined to be the nicest creation since devices
  Or Italian ices, no matter what the problem is, I still, ah 1-2, in your
  face like I'm Biz
  
  Hook:
  Boy meets world "I want to know of you, I want to know of you."
  I wanna know if you feel me though (X8)
  
  Verse 2:
  I believe in the power of the conscience mind
  And if you think something then it becomes something like
  If I had to battle a whole crew, if I couldn't beat them
  Then my conscience would defeat them, yeah
  I wouldn't put my career in jeopardy, but I will let something off if these
  people keep stressing me
  This is madness, I wish I was around when that midnight train to Georgia
  picked up Gladis
  Listen close life is just what you make of it, if you wanna Be Happy like
  Mary J.
  Then hey, then get rid of negativity in your circumference
  Or outside your realm in mass abundance
  Knowing that the industry is fulling up with drama got some hype (fakness
  from people of all types)
  Even the so-called keepin' it real type stars are frauds, get the sword
  
  Outro:
  And the question is asked. Who is the fake nigga? Who is the fake brother
  that is always fuckin' up your shit. You wanna know how a niggas fake?
  Check it out. Sit back and you focus your shit from a general perspective,
  and if your shit ain't lookin' tight, there's a fake nigga in your
  circumference. And that's word is born. For the 9-5 area, cause Def Squad
  forever, reigning much terror.