"Burying Bodies (Murder Inc. Diss)" lyrics - LLOYD BANKS

[Intro: 50 Cent]
Yeah, Lloyd Banks
Uh huh, Boywonder

[Verse: Lloyd Banks]
Allow me to re-introduce myself, my name is L-L-O to te Y-D
I'll shook your stupid ass up to an I.V
All of a sudden niggas think that they can try me
'Cause my videos on MTV, but if anybody comes near me
Then I'll be caged in the slammer, my fans callin' me stupid
'Cause it was all over music, but as soon as you cut 'em slack
They abuse it, I'm tryin' to figure out who these niggas
Got me confused with

[Interlude: DJ Whoo Kid & 50 Cent]
Bring it back, Mo' Money in the Bank, part 3
Yeah, Lloyd Banks, uh huh, Boywonder

[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]
Allow me to re-introduce myself, my name is L-L-O to te Y-D
I'll shook your stupid ass up to an I.V
All of a sudden niggas think that they can try me
'Cause my videos on MTV but if anybody comes near me
Then I'll be caged in the slammer my fans callin' me stupid
'Cause it was all over music, but as soon as you cut 'em slack
They abuse it, I'm tryin' to figure out who these niggas
Got me confused with before these goons flip
Nigga you'll lose shit, ya equilibrium, what you chew ya food with
Followed by chest pains 'cause I ain't wrestling
Life is like a chess game and it's my move, you lose, I cruise
Big benz, no friends, just me one nine, full clip I'm fine
Let's ride, I can guarantee ya I won't sleep and ain't a nigga
You can sic on me that I won't rip shit

[Interlude: 50 Cent]
Damn, I heard that nigga Nas talkin' about me
He don't want it with me, he can't even fuck wit my niggas
Do you hear this nigga, Banks? Oh my god

[Verse 2: Lloyd Banks]
To fade me it's gon' take more than guts
You need the eye of a tiger, heart of a lion and King Kong's nuts
You babblin' like we're a pair till I flip and put your ass up there
Like a muthafuckin' Care Bear, now I pull on the spot
The best hoe on the whole block, she could suck the gum
Out of blow pop, my son ready with the gun
And I bet he stick a noodles on the wall like spaghetti when it's done
Ya boy bring shottas and machetes when I come
Through the city knockin' 50 Rocky bezey in the slums
Son, in the lab like Gotti crib, I done jumped into more kicks
Than the Karate Kid probably did, The Boywonders the American idol
And every night I go to bed with the title, an infared and a bible
Niggas only deserve one line, my diamonds'll light up the building
So I don't need the sun shine

[Outro: 50 Cent]
What, Shyne talkin' about me? All ya'll didn't tell him
What happened since he been gone? I run this shit nigga, haha Banks, these niggas haven't heard the craze, niggas starvin' man
We can't even blame 'em for what they sayin' baby
Nah baby, they fuckin' hurtin' man, these niggas starvin'