home (intro)

the surgeon general of chilltown

new york

has determined

that the sounds you're about to hear

can be devestating

to your ear. yeah

uh-huh

huh

long island

queens. brooklyn

bronx

manhattan

staten. y.o. uhh

yo

e-dub

i come from the gutter

the ving rhames of rap

it's guns or butter

i make things happen

rappin

the game don't wanna act right

we kidnap it

rob it like napster

there's gonna be slow-singin and flower bringin so call the pastor

the roger moore of the rap game

he's 007

i'm e-double the veteran

the name

the way i do it is mean joe

green eyed bandit

nigga check the pamphlet

on my cd

you won't hear the same

it's two special guests

and the rest is my name

you won't hear the bling

or the champagne - nuttin

you won't hear a nigga on the microphone frontin

and no love songs

i'm not serenadin

i'm just narratin the streets on my beats

i'm a new york nigga

and strawberry's home

that's a new york nigga

and it gets no bigger

go figure; ch-ch-check out

check out

check out my melody"