You can see Green Lantern is invading the airwaves He's invading the airwaves. Turn up the radio, turn up your radio I'm grindin' till I'm tired Cause you ain't grindin' until you die That's way I'm grindin' That's why I'm losin' my mind I spit through the day to get through the night God lord I'm the shit You niggas know I'm lethal I'm just wonderin' why You wanna think I'm nice What the fuck you niggas try to do tonight? Motherfucker I'm nice I don't need no ovation MC with no patience Diddy called me to write it when he needed rotation Went to his location Wrote it for no pay then Gave him my CD, while the streets was pulsatin' I guess my luck passed Yup, cause Puff passed Puff passed on me like the weed rotatin' No hatin' He must be eatin' way too much cheese cake If he think he can see an MC from his team take me That ain't a diss though It's just so frustratin' Makes you wanna go and shoot up stations Smack a DJ I don't like for nothin' basically If I should die tonight I done been to enough places Play some motherfuckin' Nas you bitch Quit ridin' dick Worryin' about Plies and Trick He's just nice Jesus Christ But this is God you get My new name should be Allah Who Spit My vibe is sick My CD in your car, bitch you ridin' with More hot shit in it then Roberts Get Lava Saliva I'm prob-ally in L.A. Gettin' into some head like a Dodger's fit We oppo-site Let's be Frank like Sinatra Shit I'm the illest nigga out this bitch I'll empty every bullet out this clip Don't doubt this I'm on fire nigga Who gonna douse this?