I'm from Canada o-o-o Canada (O Canada) O Canada o-o-o Canada (O canada) I'm from Canada o-o-o Canada the Class makes a sick beat, we call it a classic
friend we've got Let's spend a couple more before we hit the floor And when they start the beat we'll take it to the street Oh, here's my limousine, who
life We ain't, go-in nowhere, we ain't, goin' nowhere We can't be stopped now 'cause it's Bad Boy for life Aiyyo strait from the Harlem streets I don
to come for ya But keep it gangsta wit me, now don't go get ya lawyer 'Coz my combo quick and they comin' like De La Hoya Watch ya ass in the streets
m thrownin a block party on two one streets, fo' sho [Jermaine Dupri] Welcome to Atlanta remix HEY!!! And we ride on dem thangs like ev-ery day Big beats, hit streets
haha), We gettin' arab money Busta rhymes verse you can talk about your money but i really dont care im into coppin streets shit im trying to buy air
, they can't touch us Why niggaz bring the ruckus? Because release day is bigger than Mandala's, motherfuckers Just some ghetto boys Livin' in these ghetto streets, these ghetto streets
, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo Welcome to Atlanta where the players play And we ride on dem thangs like every day Big beats, hit streets see gangsters
for life We ain't, goin' nowhere, we ain't, goin' nowhere We can't be stopped now, 'cause it's Bad Boy for life 'Ey yo straight from the Harlem streets
the force of my shit kickin' like it was Kung Fu Blast through, don't these corny niggas harass you Set a tone in the streets where even the fans blast
We got the obscure shit for the street Nevertheless, we split your head and your chest, now rock to the beat Yo, we got the obscure shit for the street
Uh ah uh uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhahaha Check it out Flipmode squad Raw deluxe shit '98 Check it out I be the street shit The nigga your mama
hits me like the midnight wind A stranger smiles It's hard to grin See My mask is off (yeah) Familiar streets I cross (yeah) As if I am lost I guess
a street walking by Keep a running for your life cause only one will survive War is in the street and it's an eye for an eye Run on for your life or you
And if you can't hear'em thats such a crime You better wash your dirty ears with some 409 I always rhyme elite,stay on beat Travel in a posse when I walk the street
diss ya, then issue The critical beat down He needed money I would always come through Needed a car he could use mine too But bust this Out on the street
my last jail stay 5 years for a 459 I'm never going back, no matter what the crime Surrendering ain't me Fuck that, I'm holding court in the street G