[Fat Joe]. Yeah uh dat gangsta shit!. Shout to my homies out west. The hoo-bangers!. Mack Deezy for Sheezy. All my niggas in the Bronx. Holdin them corners down. Ya heard? Get it right!. [Verse 1: Fat Joe]. Joe cracks back been a long time comin. No mean to disrespect but a lot of y'alls frontin. Shook niggas me and the Squad done took niggas. Flex drop bombs but you seem to overlook niggas. We the nicest in the game even lifers know the name. Throwin blows like Tyson when he rained. Fuck the ice in the range I'm tryin to get stocked. Generate mil's so I can buy back my old block. It's like the rap games far from the crack game. Niggas is mad lane(How come?)They act tame. You can tell from my scars life is hard. Shot down in broad day life in front of my Mom's. And the feds never give up they tryin to kill us. I'm stressed drinkin VSOP tearin my liver. Livin my life like I don't care. I'm out to take the throne. My mom's in the window hopin I'ma make it home. The streets is funny peeps'll kill you. over piece of money 'specially if you sleepin. And don't keep it gully I'm from the Bronx. Home of niggas that'll stomp you senseless. Dont resent this I'm knowin that you comprehend this. Its the wild life niggas done lost they mind. Its the wild life everybody wanna floss and shine. But could you blame them?. Niggas is brought up with anger. Pops in jail Moms get tossed up on stangers. [Prospect]. Yo it's the wild life. Where peeps takin life for keeps. Yo it's the wild life. We all brawlin fight to eat. The enemies and the D's lurk through N.Y.C. Some of them on they back lookin up like "Yo why me?". [Verse 2: Prospect]. I never really had a pops. But who the fucks to blame. He did 13 and wonder why the steets my name. And heat's my game cause I'm the type. To leak your frame give you a slap. With the cast you can meet my pain. Defeat I bring to the nicest rapper you know. I aint a killer but I still might clap at you though. You for real here niggas be followin with steps. I made my own moves so the tokers could swallow they breath. Acknowledge the best and do what I did. Like I'm blessed 7 days in a coma. This is life after death. I'm in it to win ya heard?. From beginning to end you could get shot. even though you once considered a friend. Sometimes my minds driven to win. Tryin to scare society. But cant slip again cuz my lil' man relyin me. Everyday I put through a test. But still progress. I'm tryin to climb hills. And tryin to make me kill for less. Yo its the wild life. Where peeps takin life for keeps. Yo its the wild life. We all brawlin fight to eat. The enemies and the deeds lurk through N.Y.C. Some of them on they back lookin up. Like "Yo why me?". [Xzibit]. Yo its the wildlife. Straight kidnappin and carjackin. Yo its the wildlife. Nigga fuck scrappin we all packin. I'ma smash on anybody disrespectin the turf. Sraight to the dirt. We niggas known for puttin in work. [Verse 3: Xzibit]. I make it all go down right. In front of your face. Another life goes to waste. For names sake of the paper chaser. It aint safe here the bright lights cablide you. Mix sedica swollow you whole. They cant find you. Worst thing is walkin these streets. I need clarity peace and prosperity. Is never gon' see so niggas with beef. Niggas bumpin they gums and teeth. Straight to the police. Tryin to plant us six feet deep. But I aint goin for that. My shit clap through your starter cap. Pull your socks back we aint runnin from nothin. Comin from nothin makes you struggle harder for somethin. Shit is disgusting you can even trust who you fuckin. The wild life! Colder the nights. You niggas aint nice put yo money where yo mouth is. And roll the dice puffin canibus and tiva. With the Don Cartagena believe a nigga. When I say dont make me have to spray ya. Yo its the wildlife. Straight kidnappin and carjackin. Yo its the wildlife. Nigga fuck scrappin we all packin. I'ma smash on anybody disrespectin the turf. Sraight to the dirt.