I want respect, these streets was my playground once/I was the Mack across 110th on these stunts/Not once would a nigga test me or gets zesty/I would walk down the street and sneeze, they all blessed me
from The Battlefield lyrics by Ghostface Killah
Out the gates gun blazing with an uzi in one hand and an iron eagle ready to tear your face off in the other. hard riffs come reigning in like acid rain and what Tony Stark doesn’t obliterate his pals Kool G. Rap and AZ clean up with flame throwers, a nostalgic return to form from a skilled vet.
