Let The Tape Pop!

[Intro] I came up (On the same block) (Ayy, let the tape pop) [Verse] I'ma blow up like a fuse (You know what I'm on) Funk in my veins, soul in the sample The pressure (On the same block) (Ayy, let the tape pop) Word to Nas, word to Hov, word to DOOM (You know what I'm on) You the student, I ain't askin' if it's cool I got a trunk full of soul and a couple funk loops Feelin' fly, been cookin' it up, huddled up in the booth I'm a top pick, the top chef with the wok wrist Yeah, I've been down bad, but never on some opp shit So stop it, ask about me, I'm not who to box with They try to judge, but ain't been through the gauntlet That's the law, how could I ever stop When I know that it's all on me? You better call on me When you down, in a rut, back up on the wall Feelin' stuck, lookin' down, in a slump I told 'em, "Call on me," that's the law, homie I done turned dust to gold, I put my heart on these records You should know that the pressure (Ayy, let the tape pop) Word to Nas, word to Hov, word to DOOM You know what I'm on, it's that raw, uncut, 96 and I'm home A real spitter, you gon' miss me when I'm gone Feelin' like I'm Jay and Nas with the Illmatic bars If you listen, then you'll hear it, and it's all on me Feelin' stuck, lookin' down, in a slump I told 'em, "Call on me," that's the law, homie I done turned dust to gold, I put my heart on these records You should know that the pressure (Ayy, let the tape pop) Word to Nas, word to Hov, word to DOOM You know what I'm on, it's that raw, uncut, 96 and I'm home A real spitter, you gon' miss me when I'm gone Feelin' like I'm Jay and Nas with the Illmatic bars If you listen, then you'll hear it, and it's all on me