Driven by an absolutely zany, vaguely circus-like banger from Skateboard P and Chad Hugo, Malice sets it off with some ice-cold bars. “And we got word that the cops watch us,” he raps. “But that don’t stop us, we maneuver and move a little more cautious.” Next comes Fab, who during that time still establishing himself as a viable contender for the punchline throne; as such, his demeanor here is playfully arrogant as he belittles his competitors. “Can’t even fuck with you if you ain’t in the itinerary,” he spits. “I don’t know where dudes is buying their jewelry, why’s your ice cream, like it’s made by Ben & Jerry?” And that’s not even factoring in Pusha T’s incendiary closing verse — check it out for yourself below, and be sure to revisit Lord Willin now.

QUOTABLE LYRICS

Blocks so white, June look like December
Wintertime — snow everywhere, flow everywhere
So much dough, I fly my hoes everywhere

– Pusha T