[What you here for, buddy?] 
[Larceny.] 
[How much time you get?] 
[99 years.] 
Verse 1: Brother Marquis 
Talk about, why? Spreadin' rumors, tellin' lies 
I'm real sensitive to the fact 
Of why must you go out like that 
You can't say nothin' positive 
All I get are negative responses 
They say it's hard to keep a good man down 
But it's not hard to have one up off the ground 
He said, she said, this-n-that 
But who's tellin' the truth? It ain't like that 
I knew somethin' was wrong, I knew it all along 
But nobody told me what was goin' on 
So just STOP ... all this disrespect 
'Cause now is the time for me to put you in check 
They say the truth hurts, but don't get mad at me 
I'm talkin' to those who got larceny 
Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice 
Larceny, meaning bein' jealous-hearted 
Over little or nothin', it can get started 
For example, a man wants to get ahead 
Others wish he failed and rather see him dead 
Always puttin' obstacles in your path 
It becomes a problem you shouldn't have 
It's like a disease spreadin' faster than AIDS 
The word is out, they misspelled your name 
People look at you a little strange 
You gain more foes as your lifestyle change' 
They want what you got, that's the dollars that you clock 
To you it's petty but to them it's a lot 
Material things they couldn't retain 
Still hopin' your loss will be their gain 
Yet we strive to stay alive and live carefree 
Others still have that larceny 
Verse 3 
(Kid Ice) You'll shake my hand, pretend to be my friend 
And behind my back, wish it all would end 
People mention my name, you'll frown your face 
Hopin' in your dreams you'll take my place 
The things that I own you wish you had 
Every time I do good it makes you mad 
You're not a friend to me, just an enemy 
A sucker that rhymes, a wanna be 
(Marquis) You wanna be like me, only in your dreams 
You wanna be down, but you gotta come clean 
Rockin' boomin' beats on every cut 
2 Live's in effect, why you sweatin' us? 
Wishin' you had all the money I've made 
And all the females that I've slayed 
You hate me, boy, now ain't that a pity 
You ain't got the vapors, you got larceny