Boy Meets World

I want to know of you, I want to know of you

Xross Breeds in the house representin Queens

Im gonna send this out to, um, those fake

So-called keepin it real, ha ha, check it outI gets the urge to let loose on shit

Bringin the vibe like Phife Dog and Q-tip

Midnight black darkness, its the area

Or place that's distinctive enough to traceThe bass, my tune throughout the room

And if you want it, its here to consume

Now lets warm things up for instance a witness

As I break it down up in this sentenceHe, who shall not follow the funk shall fall, on they face

Not able to dip di in the place, my style is vintage

Doper than any wine on the market

Mics I spark it, flying tracks is my target

(Def squad)I handles my situation without lyrics form Jason's

I still get's ill, beeotch even from the jealosy I recieve

You can't hold me back, I won't retreat

I'm determined to be the nicest creation since devices

Or Italian ices, no matter what the problem is

I still, ah 1-2, in your face like I'm BizBoy meets world, I want to know of you

I want to know of you

I wanna know if you feel me though

I wanna know if you feel me thoughI wanna know if you feel me though

I wanna know if you feel me though

I wanna know if you feel me thoughI wanna know if you feel me though

I wanna know if you feel me though

I wanna know if you feel me thoughI believe in the power of the conscience mind

And if you think something then it becomes something like

If I had to battle a whole crew, if I couldn't beat them

Then my conscience would defeat them, yeahI wouldn't put my career in jeopardy

But I will let something off

If these people keep stressing me

This is madness, I wish I was around

When that midnight train to Georgia picked up GladysListen close, life is just what you make of it

If you wanna be happy like Mary J.

Then hey, then get rid of negativity in your circumference

Or outside your realm in mass abundanceKnowing that the industry is fulling up

With drama got some hype

(Fakness from people of all types)

Even the so-called keepin' it real type

Stars are frauds, get the swordAnd the question is asked

Who is the fake nigga? Who is the fake brother

That is always fuckin' up your shit

You wanna know how a niggas fake?Check it out, sit back and you focus

Your shit from a general perspective

And if your shit ain't lookin' tightThere's a fake nigga in your circumference

And that's word is born for the 9-5 area

'Cause Def Squad forever, reigning much terror