Artist: Hawk & Kryme Album: Exit 13 Song: Who Fooled You Typed by: Cno Evil [Chorus: Kryme Life] You niggas got nothing on me Who fooled you, ya'll ain't got nothing on me Wit these new rules, I'm back, homeboy, remember me? I'm old school, these niggas got nothing on me [Kryme Life] Know my flows on some iller shit, New York gorilla For the skrilla get ya villa hit, send hawks to get you Get boxed out on the floor, when them boys pick you Running routes, in and out, straight fundamentals Run them boys harder than Coach Carter, my mental Stay sharp, move wit a braveheart a chisel For shizzle, wherever I go, it's off the hizzle Let the flame go, destined to blow, I'm on my grizzle Keep stacks under my mats, I got pillows These boys keep coming wit shorts, like Willow Hope they armored up like a 'dillo I hope out of armored trucks blowing cigarillos Kryme Life, T.M.F., goodfellas, nigga, I rhyme right And I ain't in it only for a piece of the lime light I hope you cowards getting your lines tight, I hang you Hands out, reaching for my mic, I bang you Stand out, where streets, cyphers or the corners Or a sold out performance, the love is enormous Insane, ten million fan campaign T.M.F., these niggas can't stand that rain They getting wet, steel touching ya, under ya umbrellas Try keepin' us in the dark and undercovers The truth is unconvered, me and my two brothers Like gravy over my rice, we got the streets smothered Labels gave me a price, threw me a few numbers Been grinding all winter, watch how we do summer We coming [Chorus 2X] [Kryme Life] These niggas gonna make me, take it off safety Ain't nobody safe, me? Nigga I don't wave fee Let it go, click bang, there it go, click bang T.M.F., man, show niggas ain't shit change Same O.G., I'm genuine, fake niggas backstabbers Ain't no friend of mine, cutthroats Turncoats, I can see it in ya eyes Pose like you love me, but you don't wanna see me cross the finish line Hug me, the back of ya mind, you wanna slug me Reminisce of the days, when it was all lovely We ain't have a care in the world, just getting money And we ain't went bite for bite cuz we was hungry Life took niggas different ways, it's getting ugly Yes back then was back in the days, it's real funny Cuz, to a lotta niggas them visions is getting fuzzy Better, tune in ya antennas, I need some damn answers When you step, step correct, show some damn manners I stand for this F, it's my star spangled banner It's official, I'mma handle my handle Looking handsome, just for the hood, here go an anthem, come on [Chorus 2X]