Artist: Lloyd Banks
Album:  V6: The Gift (Mixtape)
Song:   Show and Prove
Typed by: AZ Lyrics

[Chorus]
I hit the lick, I'm gone
It's hard enough just hanging on
In this game of the strong who play the pawn?
Swarming you on a day when it's calm
Remain alone
Blood, honour and karma all part of my favourite songs
I've been down, too long
The only way to pay 'em back's to show 'em
I'mma show 'em all
They don't want me to go
But I'm going

[Verse]
There's a lot of ways to make it
And more ways to lose it
You gettin' to it? Then make it count
I got hallways of music
Big world raised a ruler
My boys knew it and they can vouche
Everybody chasing that money
As soon as it comes niggers act funny
What's the hatin' bout?
Same niggaz holdin ya baby, got the intentions so crazy
Tryin to get into your paper route
Ah, I bet the same bitch you trustin'
Got your name up for discussion
Ass bussin' to rock her world
She on the crowd tip
Chicken head and proud as shit
Infatuated with foul shit
Diamonds, rocks and pearls, uh
He lost a homie to the same grind
Poison girls, sick to my stomach
Tryin' not to hurl, ah
We live the blood sport, it's game time
Fuck your hood, to free mine
Else get to rock the hood

[Chorus]
I hate to think I'm gone
It's hard enough just hanging on
In this game of the strong who play the pawn?
Swarming you on a day when it's gone
Won't mean alone
Blood, honour and karma what are my favourite songs
I've been down, too long
Only way to pay 'em back's to show 'em
I'mma show 'em all
They don't want me to go
But I'm going

[Verse]
Uh, gotta learn to handle the pressure
You let the industry stress you
You be pushed out before your time
Me, I love that, shout out to heckler
The "money bag collector", "flow-wrecker," with my war design
I ain't changed so what the logo
The hate in the streets too crowded, royal rumble
And I'mma see to it that all you crumble
Racks by the buddle relax while I son you
Big name, bigger tha dummy, they walking dead all around me
Change your ways, or be your grave
On chains, alert the county
The same guilt that found me
Still fucked up, repeated days
Cops 'round feel like they want me
Cause my pockets all chuncky, money don't change your profile
So they sick, rather me junky
Bustin raps in my bunky, fuck 'em, see my coat, smile

[Chorus]
I hit the lick, I'm gone
It's hard enough just hanging on
In this game of the strong who play the pawn?
Swarming you on a day when it's gone
Won't mean alone
Blood, honour and karma what are my favourite songs
I've been down, too long
Only way to pay 'em that you show 'em
I'mma show 'em all
They don't want me to go
But I'm going

[Outro]
I'mma show 'em all
They don't want me to go
But I'm going