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1. _ S.O.S.
Shoot em On Sight Sight Sight (3x) Shoot em On Sight Sight Sight [overlaps INS talking] [Inspectah Deck] Another mission, Street Life, gun talk, Sir I Don't push me, because I'm close to the edge Livin on this thin line, I know the ledge Allegience I pledge strictly to my comittee Way above the law, we soar the inner city My crime pays, deep in the metro, nines blaze Shorties watchin plus adoptin my ways In the PJ's, the heat blaze and beats raid Can't see the cage but can't leave the Streets Of Rage [Street Life] It's a Shoot On Sight fair, warfare prepared Arm yourself beware, hardware tear through your flesh and bones bear Witness stand clear Flash the Wu-sign to see if my comrades is in here PLO began this, ninety-nine bananas Wu extravaganza, cops scandals and guns, a S.O.S. Prepare for the slug fest, unusual suspect disconnet your outfit It's a dead-end Street, I play for keeps release, shots through your fleece Retreat, delete you from the crime spree Chorus Shoot em On Sight Sight Sight (2x) [overlaps entire chorus] When you got beef wit one time-S.O.S. When you standin on the front line-S.O.S. Niggas wanna steal your sunshine-S.O.S. When it comes time to do or die-S.O.S. For the five-oh that brutalize-S.O.S. Before you try suicide-S.O.S. [Street Life] Street chronicle, wise words by the abominal High honorable, rap quotable phenomenal Seniority kid, I speak for the minority Ghetto poverty fuck the housing authority Not to be idolized, I deal wit grand larceny Money laundaring, auto theft, and armed robbery Ninety-nine regimine torment your resident Street intelligence child, KillaHill pedestrian Sucker for love-ass, niggas catch a gay-bash Slim-Fast from the gun blast burner, I last The S-T-R, double E-T, own a Desert E Keep it closely, I feed off envy and foul energy Your best friend's your worst enemy Thug therapy until they bury me, it's do or die tonight Shoot out a street light, bleak life Aim at your windpipe, squeeze tight [Inspectah Deck] In the parking lot, parked in a dark spot The specialist wit one shot been at the drop Your Highness INS, darts catch your body Feds got me on watch wit nuttin yet to charge me I strike quick, movin on the night shift Rollin wit those who been the same likeness Where I come from the blast make your ears go numb Trust no one cuz murderers range old to young And death don't discriminate, to choose your fate Shot wit hypedermic sword wit the trey-eight Gotta hold your weight, there's no escape from the mayhem I'm livin for now but tryin to make it to the a.m. Creepin in the hallways, we always on barrow Calico crept close to over cash flow The neighborhood watch, the skunks in my sock got me rocked But keep my eyes on the shot clock Chorus more free lyrics |
2. _ Fatal Sting
Verse 1: In the battle fields mics collide like sword fights Get stabbed up by the swift technique of a Black Knight Who pierce strikes like vicious snakes, rhymes elevate Niggaz get sniped watch me annihilate The Gods got me eating off a fine dinner plates With this rap shit told me don't procrastinate West Coast lyricist, Killa Bee clique we swarm thick Spit the written like scripts No but fully loaded throw darts and make it hit, the target Pardon, me as I keep on starting, mo' shit Feel the wrath with these raw hits from Math You don't stand a chance, you can't top it we too advance Verse 2: Sharp shooter with the greatest accuracy Blast it rapidly, If those attacking me are after me You never capture me, it's sad to see niggaz testing me You meet your destiny can't get next to me The best of me you know the recipe The cut-throat making blood soak from the gun-smoke Have you gasping for oxygen Then pops you with the glocks again Drop 'em in with the street life, the street type We snipe, artificial niggaz under street lights Street fights transform into wars with firearms Bullets storm niggaz start to swarm like rise on Dying on the same blocks when they exchange rocks And hand cops flamed rocks Year after year up in the same spot Total madness synergy in city streets Battle many fleets as they walk by the gates of the darkside Black Knights Yo,yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo Verse 3: The microphone magnificent Burning hot like syphilis Hit your dish drink from distances Bombin' leave no witnesses The street division kid from the, Home of the wasteland Styles bionic, sounds blow holes through your basement Face it for the Black Knights there's no replacement You're basic, kid put this in your mouth so you can taste it These ancient rhymes are lethal When manifested bring wrath of bloody vengeance to suckers that second guessed it Confess it I got the type flows that'll make you stagger Came out my mother's womb with a blunt and bloody dagger >From day one I knew that I'll be on some ol' lye shit Do or die shit, ready to ride slug slide shit Verse 4: The audity prodigy, The cosmos commodity, knowledge guides equality A whiff while I myth and a sniff off a E&J fifth and a spliff, the proton neutron, Sally with the crouton dipping in the Yucon, Supernova yoga, dosia, ambrosia crane and cobra The yolk for help and the stealth with the knowledge of self like no one else, the code of yoba >From the noble none of my niggaz local more free lyrics |
3. _ Co-defendant
[chorus: hell razah]
You got my back, i got your front
>from the start to finish
Goin out altogether cause we're co-defendants
Take my back, got your front
>from the start to finish
Goin out altogether cause we're co-defendants
Got your back, take my front
>from the start to finish
Goin out altogether cause we're co-defendants
Got my back, got your front
>from the start to finish
Goin out altogether cause we're co-defendants
[shyheim]
I'm a n.w.a. with nineteen shot glizzy
I'm all thugged and krazyie, layzie, flesh, wish and bizzy
I'm too wild, you don't wanna see my act up
Police gotta call the national guard for back up
My shit don't stink, i never touch my link
Shyheim never sleepin, my eyes just cheat me
And my army moves same, same
[hell razah]
Stick him for his mink
Yall niggaz on some frontin shit, amped off a drink
Money like to bring truck, bomb you till you faint
I roll with top rank, soon to judge the angels sing
[shyheim]
I'm ghetto like ?sun-do?, wu-tang clansman
We banned from the tunnel,
[hell razah]
We're scorin touchdowns, well yall wack rappers fumble
[shyheim]
And talk about the projects, we never see you come through
Catch em at their shows, their hidin in a limo
[hell razah]
We claimin donnie brasco, black robert deniros
We're dirty street heros in the six double zeros
[shyheim]
Benz, glocks with the infer-red lenses
Money over bitches, like p, i'm infamous
[hell razah]
Thoughts is infinte, me and shy run together
Like the current census
[shyheim]
We're co-defendants, society's menace
I became a jon doe, so i be printed
[chorus: shyheim]
[hell razah]
Aiyyo, it's war faces, i see outside the court cases
See the first chapter become the bone body fracture
I roll with player haters, down to mat rafters
Out to put the gat to anybody playin after
Climbin up ?jacken's? latter, the common factor
Red hook, never shake hooks or get you shit took
Black hook indian givers with a sick hook
[shyheim]
Hit with the book, i was hit with the book
I'm a walkin timebomb, i smoke weed to keep me calm
It's like she said, "i'm a bad mother fucker"
When she read my palms, i did armed fuckin felony
And with my moms tellin me, a twenty-seven d.v.d.
For reals and mad man, in a instant a raider
Is where we stash the grills
It's all about the hundred dollar bills, nigga what
If shorty pushes you big, i stick it in her butt
[chorus x2: both]
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4. _ Bronx War Stories
Verse 1: I'm fucked up Most brothers don't have it like me Like my brothers in the peep, doing half a century See God I know it's hard Black stay in ya zone Big Dust we lost touch see you when you get home And my man Stan just got back from doing ten On some bullshit now his ass is back up again Wait, Ned did 9 straight Came home knocking cats out Playing what's that all about Aiyyo, you gotta maintain killer I wanna put you on So you could be a tee big armed guerilla And to my peoples in the struggle, When everyday is a hustle so nobody move a muscle 'Cause Kelly got popped from her man Both found dead, Money still had the pistol in his hand Power moves all up in my building selling crack And kids around my way they just don't know how to act Like my little man stole drugs got some kids fed And Ted found him dead with a bullet to his head Baby brother to my man van But life gotta go on You still got me in the God born And what's his name dies from AIDS Mom dukes outta commission from breaking bothe her legs [Chorus] Yo the inner city life controlled by the outer world G Another Bronx War Story Sometimes I have to search for information to find out Why was we put in these certain situations The inner city life controlled by the outer world G Another Bronx War Story (Repeat last line 4x) Verse 2: Peace see God you held me down like a weapon The Fam I ran with born the ghetto legend Big shot is set on and dead on KingPin You and Big just kept mad bells ringin' Cross town niggaz still fryin' I hold it down Lord niggaz ain't wid all the shit we was down for I'm still struggling bubbling for paper The herds like back in the day to pull a caper The takers, now I got a plan to expand Put it short import export to foreign lands Stand forever like birds of a feather Together whatever if niggaz flip that's clever The weather change but the style still remains the same Who's to blame with the neighbourhood fame I knew the game since the days that I played as a shorty [Chrous] Another Bronx War Story Sometimes I have to search for information to find out Why we was put in these certain situations The inner city life controlled by the outer world G Another Bronx War Story (Repeat last line 4x) more free lyrics |
5. _ Co-Defandant
[Chorus: Hell Razah] You got my back, I got your front >From the start to finish Goin out altogether cause we're co-defendants Take my back, got your front >From the start to finish Goin out altogether cause we're co-defendants Got your back, take my front >From the start to finish Goin out altogether cause we're co-defendants Got my back, got your front >From the start to finish Goin out altogether cause we're co-defendants [Shyheim] I'm a N.W.A. with nineteen shot glizzy I'm all thugged and Krazyie, Layzie, Flesh, Wish and Bizzy I'm too wild, you don't wanna see my act up Police gotta call the national guard for back up My shit don't stink, I never touch my link Shyheim never sleepin, my eyes just cheat me And my army moves same, same [Hell Razah] Stick him for his mink Yall niggaz on some frontin shit, amped off a drink Money like to bring truck, bomb you till you faint I roll with top rank, soon to judge the angels sing [Shyheim] I'm ghetto like ?sun-do?, Wu-Tang Clansman We banned from the tunnel, [Hell Razah] We're scorin touchdowns, well yall wack rappers fumble [Shyheim] And talk about the projects, we never see you come through Catch em at their shows, their hidin in a limo [Hell Razah] We claimin Donnie Brasco, black Robert Deniros We're dirty street heros in the six double zeros [Shyheim] Benz, glocks with the infer-red lenses Money over bitches, like P, I'm infamous [Hell Razah] Thoughts is infinte, me and Shy run together Like the current census [Shyheim] We're co-defendants, society's menace I became a Jon Doe, so I be printed [Chorus: Shyheim] [Hell Razah] Aiyyo, it's war faces, I see outside the court cases See the first chapter become the bone body fracture I roll with player haters, down to mat rafters Out to put the gat to anybody playin after Climbin up ?Jacken's? latter, the common factor Red hook, never shake hooks or get you shit took Black hook indian givers with a sick hook [Shyheim] Hit with the book, I was hit with the book I'm a walkin timebomb, I smoke weed to keep me calm It's like she said, "I'm a bad mother fucker" When she read my palms, I did armed fuckin felony And with my moms tellin me, a twenty-seven D.V.D. For reals and mad man, in a instant a raider Is where we stash the grills It's all about the hundred dollar bills, Nigga what If shorty pushes you big, I stick it in her butt [chorus x2: both] more free lyrics |
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6. _ Intro (swarm)
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7. _ Cobra Clutch
Yo, yeah bitch Aiyyo, motherfucker Aiyyo, swallow it Aiyyo we dazzle off this bloody version of 'Glaciers' Slang shot threw a gem in his mouth, swallowed his razor (wsssht) Say no more, my back be parked against the wall Trooper square holding, 'Face don't give a fuck about the law Take off the bracelets, don't get blinded by the ice Boo It's not cool, Veronica slept, plus the decimal Look at my jumper logo look familiar? It's Power (Where is he?) Yo every fine snitch knocks an inch off Eddie Bauer Gucci sneaker rockin just another form of 'Chessboxin' No cock-blockin, supreme clientele, till I'm droppin Kangol slanted, Ghost'll ran with it, hippie hung-out Club bandit never empty-handed when I brand it Mark callin Austin, Mark callin Austin down in Boston Both of them dead, cop in the loft and big chain swingin nigga, Matchbox car drivin Street whylin, Role' with the four-finger glidin Watch him, scorchin with spells and top toxin Amoxins til the stock skyrocket, Bobby Mocassin Switched from Pert Plus, escrow on the side throw in sun trust Ghost'll keep shinin til the sun bust yo word up, born-to-be right behind the curtain with her nose out Sixty center get the Rover out Featherhead heathens, teethin on mic dicks When thy said, "Let the kids die for your bread nigga!" Yo, promoters don't want us in clubs because we spaz out 'Who is these righteous motherfuckers with they flags out?' Stapleton Projects, recognize you're lookin at Allah's best, puttin on the hits is no contest NOW, who the hypest in New York City? WU-TANG! Radio stop shittin on me! "I got fifty men out in the street Now if they all get bitch troubles I starve Is that it? Is that what you're tryin to tell me?" --> Superfly Aiyyo, the moccasin money, one man behind the plate Hold it down honey-shallah rock the half man Gumby Twisted, the mime of the floods, niggaz spell drama one oh five point six llama Cosmetic classical, slum is shield, Milagro Beanfield Watch me inhale half of you, new attributes Teletronics, DBX, one sixty X Compression with the A and sharp press Extract bass in which the gooey dew drips, vanilla suckle with jasmine bits, five hundred rap battin average One taste the bowl and blow up magic, Houdini escapes from the fermenting hell halls of tragic Speaking to the First of April's, deep in the rap game Erasial, Excedrin head bredderns catch facials Side orders, one telephone for take out Stomp your man half to death rob him then we break it Get off on the ?Clove? Exit, knees dirty, chick now with low leverage, watch it how she lick the head of me Cause it's law, order today, we pay dues New Tomorrow's, Rubik's Cube money in a tube Deck the Halls, crush salary dice that's in ? hall Hey y'all Peppermint Pattie's, slum my Peter Paul Wrangler, straight laid the track when it's sag with one banger, interlude loop caused me to hang up Ticklish, Crunchberry niggaz at the flicks pissed off Standin in the rain and can't find they whips Suckers! Motherfucker! Yo Yo, promoters don't want us in clubs because we spaz out 'Who is these righteous motherfuckers with they flags out?' Stapleton Projects, recognize you're lookin at Allah's best, puttin on the hits is no contest NOW, who the hypest in New York City? WU-TANG! Radio stop shittin on me! more free lyrics |
8. _ Where Was Heaven?
Intro: Shit, sometimes man I just, get stressed out I be like damn yo, I wanna go over here and smack a nigga up you know what I'm sayin' Crime Syndicate shit though niggaz know us Know what I'm saying my peeps put me on For real ... shit's fucked up yo You know what I'm saying religion's all good But where was heaven? Yo Verse 1: An ordinary cat from outta projects Since I was younger though Mom raised her children Pops dipped a long time ago In my mind I see flashbacks I had no fancy clothes Skinny, ugly, notty head nigga crying with a snotty nose Even though my father neglect he pay the child support Hadn't seen him all these years I hug his ass in court Always saying I'm coming to get you and I be waiting to Holiday and birthday presents was never coming through 'Member at the age 13 I started smoking weed Hangin' out wid cats that was older start to run the street Dropped outta high school selling drugs, impressing chics Spent most my cheddar on gear My man was buying whips New York, Jamaican, Miami niggaz Flooded Virginia quick Cause signing work only if buying pressure was high as shit 'Member when I first got hit I seen the iron spit 50 cash bend in one corner bleeding where pellet hit My man Shawnny Hill doing strong Slug burnt through his lower back side Cracked his spine exit his arm Lost him twice on the hospital table And when he died I cried my eyes out I couldn't take it (damn damn) But the same things continued to happen Niggaz got bust I'm a kid with a grown man's mind turning corrupt Playing innocent infront of my elders I was running with them cats that be robbing to awkward (man tell 'em) If my name was up in any type trouble My moms would tell me Just like you brothers into some shit go get a job or something Just a little bum on the street Not working hard for nottin' Scratch I made whenever pumping I'm here to offer something Making sure the crib stay tight For real I weren't no dummy Simmy where you gettin' this money I wash a car be lying Saying anything 'sides drugs selling My sister seen me on the block Transact with fiends saying I'ma tell it Growing up was hell no doubt I wonder where was heaven (women singing in the background) For real though, Always look for that place call heaven, It's never there, I seen my man's an' 'em gets.. just get blasted on the block, Know what I'm saying? I go in the crib I got stains all over my shirt Know what I'm saying? And my mom's knew the type of shit I was going through Cause I was a project kid Verse 2: Now I'm a grown man Still It's like life dealt me the wrong hand Cat's that was my man be frontin' Or either found dead Sound said incarcerated just turned a new dad Remembering them long ten months from slengin'crack bags Mom put me out with the quickness Carry your black ass I'm still coming back to the crib Oh so you back here Ma I jut came to holler to see how you doing Nothing's changed after all these years Still hustle for some gear Smoke weed, still drink beers I tell you from my heart Yo, times I'm like yeah (women start singing again) I wonder if heaven has a place on this planet I'd find it right there. Just a kid though, All I wanna roll wid more free lyrics |
9. _ Never Again
* appeared on "Wu-Tang Killa Bees The Swarm Vol 1" w/ a different beat {*man praying in Hebrew during intro*} [Intro: Remedy] Feel this, To all those races, colors, and creeds, every man bleeds for the countless victims and all their families of the murdered, tortured and slaved, raped, robbed and persecuted Never Again, To the men, women, and children. Who died in their struggle to survive, never to be forgotten. Reuven Ben Menachum, yo.. [Remedy] Yo my own blood, dragged through the mud Perished in my heart still cherished and loved Stripped of our pride, everything we lived for Families cried, there's no where to run to, no where to hide Tossed to the side, Access denied 6 million died for what? Yo a man shot dead in his back Helpless women and children under constant attack For no reason, till the next season, and we still bleeding Yo it's freezing, And men burn in hell, some for squeezing No hope for a remedy, nothing to believe Moving targets who walk with the star in their sleeve Forever marked wit a number, tattooed to your body Late night, eyes closed, clutched to my shotty Having visions, flashes of death camps and prisons, no provisions Deceived by the devils decisions, forced into a slave Death before dishonour for those men who were brave Shot and sent to their grave, can't awaken, it's too late Everything's been taken, I'm shaken, family, history, the making [Chorus: Remedy w/ man praying in Hebrew] Never again shall we march like sheep to the slaughter Never again shall we sit and take orders Stripped of our culture, robbed of our name Raped of our freedom and thrown into the flames Forced from our families, taken from our homes Moved from our God then burned of our bones Never again, never again, shall we march like sheep to the slaughter Leave our sons and daughters, stripped of our culture Robbed of our name Raped of our freedom and thrown into the flames Forced from our families, taken from our homes Moved from our God and everything we own [Remedy] Some fled through the rumors of wars But most left were dead, few escaped to the shores With just one loaf of bread, banished, hold in for questioning And vanished, Never to be seen again, I can't express the pain That was felt in the train to Auschwitz, tears poured down like rain Naked face to face, with the master race, Hatred blood and David My heart belongs to God and stay sacred Rabbi's and priests, Disabled individuals The poor, the scholars all labeled common criminals Mass extermination, total annihilation Shipped into the ghetto and prepared for liquidation Tortured and starved, innocent experiments Stripped down and carved up or gassed to death The last hour, I smelled the flowers Flashbacks of family then sent to the showers Powerless undressed, women with babies clumped tight to their chest Crying, who would've guessed -- dying, another life lost Count the cost, another body gas burned and tossed in the holocaust [Chorus] [Outro: Remedy] Never Again, Never Again The final solution is now retribution Remedy, Wu-Tang.. {*man praying in Hebrew*} [Movie sample] FIRE! {*GUNSHOT*} more free lyrics |
10. _ Punishment
Intro: Wu-Tang Holocaust punishment Yo, yo, yo, yo Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo Verse 1: >From the hills of the Pacific I bring fury and anger Stabbing devils in their chest with a rusty ship anchor Blood and sand we command and conquer Wasted land, Then expand the regions undiscovered by modern man Body counts increase by thousands by the hour The sniper on reserve blastin hots from the water tower Absorbin' energy from the sun MC's run My brain burst like to blow chunks outta you lungs Blood on the pavement Crews gaze in amazement I was doing that to niggaz who test me on the slave ship We sell tapes and stage jail breaks for past cell mates Murder you at hell's gate daring bitches to yell rape And pale face gests hollow points I swallow joints With romantic charisma that'll make your momma moist My voice ensemble of bullets rip through your squadron Circulate the planets move back you better dodge 'em Or get opened up like a margin Buddah sargeant, Christ I should've warned you I never missed a target The living weapon war machine by buried king Relentless remorse is guiltless and unclean Also the sources supreme of my team Black Knight brigade peels caps like tangerine Holocaustic, hypnotic, psychotic, sub-atomic, psychopathic, hyperactive, unattractive [Chorus] We bring nothing but punishment Like nice be runnin' shit have 'em runnin' quick Uppercuts is what we coming with Fuck the government I grab the mic, that's when the thunder hit Never love a bitch Rhymes echo throughout the dungeon pits (REPEAT) Verse 2: Something from my culture I stay to harmony The way of life that best suits me I sincerely love Allah's mathematics Freedom and raw The Abbott I rest within the square Which is 4 times 90 why niggaz trues dare The dominant intelligence 99 elements we're offspring celibate Without knowledge life's irrelevant I wrote the benevolent (Wu-Tang eminent) Verse 3: I bring lyrics to existence When I speak these powerful words The priest of pandimonium the wargod has emerged Above sea-level that's when thunder rolls and lightning strike down Atrocity lay that poor ass and rain it for you compund Chaotically the Black Knights we move erotically Lyrically perform labotamy on your biology a prodigy A philosophy and theology my idiology's to break down MC's microscopically The ghetto tropically gettin' more hectic by the second Ghetto warfare straight bullets hit off the window sectors And hit kids cause niggaz spit wigs with no precautions The war I raise down from their grave to haunt your concious With bloody screams nightmares and bloody dreams Of niggaz haunting you through dark alleyways Through missing smoke screen Have you tweaking like a crack fiend On high bean like Christine The lords rain supreme [Chrous] Verse 4: I'm original mallot With metaphor dominant intelligence I give a nigga a hardcore detention with his birthstar invention I was mentioned I be creeping with the intention To break free from this evil mad society Don't lie to me I'm dope, I scope stuff I like to telescope To provoke from being choked Cause my ability is soul lying And let me open up your insides And man hide, Not from confusion with this high energy I'm using Static got you lighting and moving Through the abyss where snakes hiss And many men get pissed for following false elements For following false elements [Chorus] (repeat last line 2x) more free lyrics |
11. _ The Legacy
[Timbo King] The Legacy, get your minds ready, get your rhymes ready And held a breath of life, resurrect the death of Christ What you got to sacrifice, I'm on some other shit Takeover the mothership, brothers get to claim the covenant Universal lovin it, olive oil you rubbin it Check the thermometer, ever kilometer Rise by heat pressure, your thermostat couldn't measure Royal Familia, atoms bombs from Asquilia Dark Ages, so read the page, Mike and Alenki Born on the cross between love and lust Genisis thru exeuse, larzurus, slash black barnibus The holy temple be the mental, You and see Islamic Can you understand the clear picture [Chorus] Braveheart, verbal courage, battle the seminar Royal Fam Legacy, watch us travel far Positive energy, always corrects errors, Royal Fam rule shit Now and forever, what [Timbo King] Orotorical, niggaz is metaphorical My editorial breaks down your monuments historical Geologist studyin land, usin the earth's crust Measurements, eight elements, atomic weight plus density Hi-Techs, science, thrustal gravity Revolve around my oro, I'm the soul that keeps spinnin, what Supernova, black quasar, my mental radar picks up Frequencies beyond the earth's equator Forver glow, electro, magnetic force field Thoughts build, we bomb for real, Royal Fam still exists Golden fist, your caught up in the devil's mist Fire war, royal sire laws, reveal this Protons, electrons, atoms cause explosions My center of atraction, I'm the nucleus, you're frozen My square be complete, architectual, visual The sound spectrum strikes the mental then the physical My perimeter damns your diameter Bar codes are scanned from America to Canada What, from America to Canada Get your mind ready [Chorus] [Outro] Get your minds ready, Get your minds ready, Royal Fam Legacy What, get your minds ready, get your rhymes ready more free lyrics |
12. _ And Justice 4 All
***Chorus*** (x2) Fuck y'all analog niggas we be digital Wu-Tang, Killarmy we indespensible We never fall We stand tall like sky-scrapers and justice for all [Killa Sin] We move on MC's mechanically Strike nerves like Ghost's verse on 'Can It Be' hard to touch retarded fucks playing wit they fantasies respect this, specialist, black testing this will get ya necklace jacked and named scratched up off my guestlist party freak You the type of nigga that'll hardly speak unless you spoken to You throw a cold screw, but sober up when I'm approaching you At the same time we posting two Niggas on that ass that's gonna do what they supposed to do The limelight, snatched away from you because it's my night Killarm blaze inside of the twilight, you better get ya lines right Half of these crabs cant even rhyme right with dust flows, robotic movement, and blurry eyesights What you want I already got and that's control, I keep my head high, hand pon cock and pockets swollen, you foldin, you faggot ass fuck [Dom Pachino] Yo farotion never fails shoot at darts sharper than a carpenters nail inhale life, exhale strive anxiety's trife blowin' smoke out my peace pipe Ducking the snipe shot off the top of the White House and cop 4'S war never does and many causes my offense is my defense extreme precautious moving cyphers high valocities making you nautious ya forcing it parishly extortionists aborting this space ship thats spacious face it im on contain shit pioneer looking for honey and is it matrix the case is if not ya basic way to make shit embrace it knowing some day you'll have to face it ***Chorus*** Fuck y'all analog niggas we be digital Wu-Tang, Killarmy we indespensible We never fall We stand tall like sky-scrapers and justice for all (so fuck y'all, so fuck y'all niggas) [Bobby Digital] yo, yo hard to grapple I raise the sharp scaple technique slaps you invasion body snatch you money grip I smoke the honey dip blunts cherry bomb very calm First bursts like a shot from the Berry homes you'd be most wise to pay close attention to willy lynchin' its stupid to fuck wit' Bobby Steel's henchmen I step into presidential credentials, evident my potential be infinate, deluxe benetic sluts invinsible only ones can know me swore me before the Dolby Alexis Colby broads try to control me pussy whip me like Toby fuck the local I move global economical ship sea promise fool my info glow and the dark Wu-Tang logo sparks the attention, look listen observe killa bee swerv slam like Dr. Julias Erv still strike the vital nerve charter through the Magna Carta trapped like Otis and Carter wild like a Shaolin child from Mariners Harbor king devine forced to shine head burst open like a bottle of Pine use penmenship when I write my script blunt spark em' and them mark em' homeless Killa Hill syndrome peace to Two Tone he must know me to understand me from what you do to realize I'm you everything I do honey bee from the bee hive Ever-green squeeze dried leaf smoke Killa Priest from the tribe of Levi smoke out and not steal or blunt spill the indestructable Bobby Steel's is here [Method Man] Yo In The Heat of The Night my 4-7-7 mash on the mic Killarmy and Trappa John M.D. full metal jackets cuz' some gots to have it kill or be killed only time will reveal I think by myself and I drink by myself from 9-8 until let me know its real son if its really real understandable self explainable caution John Blaze flamable when under pressure, interchangable and still coming down like precipitation as I reign undesputed how Johnny do it dangerously, whoppin cough (cough, cough) two and off stank pussy make my dick soft (huh) bottom line be this high, explosive not for the average Joseph come and get some hol' it, keep one up in the chamber blast wit' my middle finger now I toss men attack like the Four Horsemen see me dog walkin' strickly getty-o slang talkin' all up in thease guts, soften thease rap niggas, official we slap niggas wit' mak' charges dope shit regardless we usually take another niggas garments (what) [Killarmy] Straight up and down I got this rap shit locked in '98 niggas cant escape the laws that I enforce like top notch politicians who be pola-tickin' slam through expand total construction accross the planet and micro chip software placed in the rear of ya ear as I sit the next year all yall analong niggas fuck yall we be digital shit is critical like the hallways in my projects similar to the streets in Tibet fuck that I aint playin' wit' a full deck (son, son, son, son) more free lyrics |
13. _ Bastards
[ Ruthless Bastards ] Verse one: Check it, these cold days got me in a physical rage Walking through the dark path in this invisible maze My individual is criminal but lyrical plays A big part in my life in this critical state Apocolypse, twist up the bamboo Swine life I cant handle Cock the mack candle, pop the Jack Daniels I'm a shine like candles in a blackout Your guaranteed to fall before the last bout Fuckin wit Ruthless you assed out The size of these guns a make you pass out I'm like hollow tips the way I blast out Its all revolving, too much problems, no solving Ask me what I'm involved in, I'm a say robbin and mobbin I'm runnin this shit nigga joggin No thanks for livin on Thanksgiving I'm still starvin Verse two: Yo, I'm not new to this, I'm true to this What you gonna do to lips? Man if I tell you one more time Ive been doin this, mound u loopbp Ruthless be wettin these clowns up Yo partner turn that sound up Reverse the crowd round up And this one, new on the block just like a rookie Frontin like he hard dunn he mustve ate some thug cookies No evidence plus I heard his clique be on that tellin shit You let him sell a bit so bustin hims irrelevant Just get these presidents, the reallest thing man lust Once the papers in my hand its like I got a roush Aint gainin trust, cause man I aint tryina get bust Run for cover, pull a trigger, watch em all turn to dust A ribbon in the sky, I watched his mom dukes cry Too bad her son had to die for startin up the two four five Guns never lie, chains like slaves go but heavy Down in my belly, attatched to my waist is a celly For plannin funerals and gettin niggas buried I wanna lead this life but I can hear it callin me like R. Kelly Verse three: Shoeless shine like sunny days My style on the loose like runaways Its crazed in the battle get you open like a bag of purple haze When hell get fucked up Cant hang slow the fuck up, I represent Staten Push my buttons you get stuck up I love thick bitches so ooh keep your ass shakin I be money makin, In nive seven I like em taken Fuck fakin wilden and breaken, in the club gettin my groove on The gat in my Tims just incase you wanna move on Been off the Bacardi to Moe Slayin this chick off that keeps sweatin my body so (who can love you like me) Verse four: Sagoddi, swingin tux wit wallys Yall niggas dont wanna try me For them presidents by now Ill leave you dead Filled up wit hot lead, hollow heads for you thug breds Its the righteous, life is trifeless, challenges and sacrifices (tell em son) Ruthless cause we flip tracks, pack gats, and give slices A poor heistess, you think your nice now meet the nicest Son a actress, stick him like a cactus, bouce like a matress Teflon fatigues if you try to wack this You aint know it was cold on these streets Only time its warm dunn when I got the heat Drag my knicks and five eights, I need a gimick to compete Triggas, I'm squeazin em at the crossroad I'm leavin em They got the guard locked I got knocked so I could be wit them Verse five: Attack wit tactics, thats fantastic that for realah Throw me cuts to chop the beat wit your five claws Create tracks that blow the hinges off the doors Thats all I can stands and I cant stands no more Whirlwind mind spins off Seagrams gin Started all over and dont know where to begin Extreme measures got my thoughts on gettin pleasure These cats know that I clap holes through they leather Statens sick and we cant get no better Police trap, we get away too clever Lyrics jotted down on paper causes terror- Ism, now im gone hit em Give em what we been givin em, thats the rythem Staight up, all you crab niggas sleepin need to wake up I'm like peroxide cause I stay bubblin in the cut Nigga please, I'm thirsty for this cheese I run up in your lab and make your anti freeze Its like that, from the Stat where I live at The bees are snakes and they just feed off the fuckin rats [ All ] If im a bastard then your a bastard Everybodys a bastard Get the gats cause shit is drastic ( 5x ) more free lyrics |
14. _ On The Strength
Intro: Okay God it's like this If we don't manifest our power to the fullest Man, you know what I'm saying? Nothing will become of everything that we plan Understand and understood God See we goin' show them the strength in what we doing Cause this is for he babies (indeed) That's why it's on the strength Everything is on the strength Verse 1: Simultaneous anger to this life I'm no stranger Galaxy mission to attack in the track black Diplomats in the world called rapture Death was a concept I didn't want to capture The laughter singing over ?mantress d? Street colleagues slow up, Their man got tow up Guts be throw up sipping on rum We sing from the creed of a begger's last son Cash fast fun, no life undone Take what you need son cause you daddy made mo' than one And it was fun 'till reality formed screaming >From a palace where the weather's warm Yo you have to be the father and the lord of the score Used to hover here now it's cutting your vocal cord No mo' speaking the lies to the weak 'Cause I'm about killing these guys with my feet Today it's a stage maybe later it's a cosmic course The general I be rocking on the horse On the strength of course don't let it be in vain Cause it's time for The Beggaz to reign, remain Verse 2: A vision my facility a death world trilogy (you see that shit) Now fictional plots speak out through gunshots Battles won and lost at the of heaven's throne The sky rains blood drowning the earth with red mud I be sitting on the edge of Mars counting stars Finding me a place in space unchaseable No mortal can't fulfill such skill they incapable Of keeping all the planets in-line with one mind Make the sun and moon both shine at one time I orchestrate the guns that air for God's sake Precipitate make rain, hail, snow and earthquake Levitate the gravitational pull of Haleys comet Shake the chords of earth make a euro-volacanic vomit Ebonic with sonic waves that blaze the human flesh It flames extra-terrestrial it's time to reap professional Feel the untestable force burning your course Hints of visible thoughts be the source of Begga sorcery ....Begga sorcery [Chorus] ON THE STRENGTH Time is money and gain ON THE STRENGTH Math is one and the same ON THE STRENGTH Whining is something for pain ON THE STRENGTH Beggaz for ever remain (Repeat) Verse 3: Buddah Hava who lives the ways by nature Escape on a galactic space caper To the nexus, transportation a glass Lexus Forever present is Wu Chi in the essence Of life is immortal we travel through portals thats phenomenon, paragon through the octagon My Chi gong is calm, express through Alvatron Love hell alright is the day destroys the night Knife divides today feathers are harmonious And universal ways to escapades We take what we need to survive and stay alive Draw more sometimes as we break through the other side Verse 4: The Knoliton master law and order Astrolgoic civilize the human family throughout the populous Live forever like metabolics Everything I speak has logic Estimated all partsman of the chief king fistboxin' Inscribe within the Begga doctrine Manual infold I roll protect my physic from elements of the globe We communicate like space probe, Remainder of the square frag the author of the final chapter seven star grandmaster Pugilist John Trappa M.D. Go-go thirteen professional MC I bomb squads like Hank Sharpley Expose a fraud like hardcopy I know click and shoot like paparazzi With the never conclusive euro language of usage Street persona, my thought is blacker than the pre-madonna Far and beyond, If lickin' who warfare like Sadam Invade everyone like Ghangis Khan Forever will remain And the Beggaz will continue go on....... [Chorus] mixing then fade away...... more free lyrics |
15. _ Concrete Jungle
*bees buzzing* [Prodigal Sunn] Ladies and gentlemen: Sunz of Man Uhh, Jungle of Concrete yo, yo [Chorus x4] In the jungle, we gotta rumble with the bees/wee Ain't nothin sweet, we gotta eat [Timbo King] Yo, we come from starvin days, runnin up in Dr. J's Rock away, so the mega trades, diggin, pockin days Yo, the aids wasn't in, calm braids all trimmed Army suits snatched and Timbs You'se a friend, snatch a gem [Prodigal Sunn] I spent a lifetime of doin crime, hustlin dimes, guzzlin wine Smugglin wives, one of a kind Under the sunshine, movin as one mind, the genuine Star child, Allah's style, many say their barber's wild When I element the foul, prowl, upon the weekend of sweet I gotta eat, generate with the heat, demolish beats Collectin sheets, war with beast, Islamic warrior Livin the mass hysteria, the bomb shell of America Swell competors, explicit lyrics from the editor Realistic predator, the rhyme writer, climb heights Rhymes ignite, MC's reputation, blown out of sight On the mic device, my crew get nice, shoot dice Doin callistetics, young diplomatics with automatics The asiatic, fuck a fanatic, I split his attic You don't want no static, I make you carriage for the rabbits [Chorus x2] [Hell Razah] We've got to take what we want, let these others rappers front Yo, take that, you ain't goin get it laid back Best record what I say, ain't no time to playback That's right platinum hits, yo, before the age at Gather millions, acapella in the streets, today crack Fuck opinions, I'm hittin to the nights endin A new beginin, takin over men and women Thoughts used for sinnin, neighborhood no grinin Thug religions, expeditions, startin for a mil Stick the student for his intuition Beyond college, street knowledge, got to eat knowledge Off the tree of life, while seek wallets Credit cards, some trust for their gods In the Wizard of Oz, you get it all to get robbed Price is on the food and the Earth's precious jewels Ain't the golden rules from the golden black jewels Steppin out the furnace, only run with fast learners Burn cash and we stash burners We be the underground childs, mainstream now Sort of like Apocalypse, bloaw, blaow Take what you own, must return to your home Claim back your throne, we're on a higher zone Black Lazurus, plus we're not havin it Pass the diamonds on the wrist, we're on some take the earth shit Demolish every tool, that y'all niggaz work with The barcode, bio chips be short circuited [62nd Assassin] Here in this jungle, jungle, jungle ? I'm livin through, your crew on the subject The loot, I'm new improved Plus my time piece is bullet proof I need a bulldozer or crane, that stains like in vain You be the blood and I be the drainin on Forgot to burn your proper on, with the tool stone Written, founded dead on this spot You emergin, believe I'm the surgeon Rhymes leave your brain on all right, double scenes Back hand, slap you, clap thoughts, like evil raps Play that, what it slap right back You was seen, soak the zeen Self esteem, so common, even suckers die Major League, total assassinator, rhyme complicator The devil and the sword bring death, feed Jamaica Rain or hurricane, step on my house Into the house on severe pain, strong like a pyramid Nothin but various parts of the house that Jack built The little house on the praire, I huff and I puff And I blow your brain to a seisure Before you step to me, you should of called off Ceaser's father, mercy words, I'm no joke I cancer smoke, I reply, "your brain and told" I live for my tech 9, uzi, grenade, all cause of one rhyme Better believe, sleeves, I buck you chicken Make you love us, my mic around your neck to bug it [Chorus x4] [various talk to fade] more free lyrics |
16. _ Where Was Heaven
Intro:
Shit, sometimes man i just,
Get stressed out i be like damn yo,
I wanna go over here and smack a nigga up
You know what i'm sayin'
Crime syndicate shit though niggaz know us
Know what i'm saying my peeps put me on
For real ... shit's fucked up yo
You know what i'm saying religion's all good
But where was heaven? yo
Verse 1:
An ordinary cat from outta projects
Since i was younger though
Mom raised her children
Pops dipped a long time ago
In my mind i see flashbacks
I had no fancy clothes
Skinny, ugly, notty head nigga crying with a snotty nose
Even though my father neglect he pay the child support
Hadn't seen him all these years
I hug his ass in court
Always saying i'm coming to get you and i be waiting to
Holiday and birthday presents was never coming through
'member at the age 13 i started smoking weed
Hangin' out wid cats that was older start to run the street
Dropped outta high school selling drugs, impressing chics
Spent most my cheddar on gear
My man was buying whips
New york, jamaican, miami niggaz
Flooded virginia quick
Cause signing work only if buying
Pressure was high as shit
'member when i first got hit
I seen the iron spit
50 cash bend in one corner bleeding where pellet hit
My man shawnny hill doing strong
Slug burnt through his lower back side
Cracked his spine exit his arm
Lost him twice on the hospital table
And when he died i cried my eyes out
I couldn't take it (damn damn)
But the same things continued to happen
Niggaz got bust
I'm a kid with a grown man's mind turning corrupt
Playing innocent infront of my elders
I was running with them cats that be robbing to awkward (man tell 'em)
If my name was up in any type trouble
My moms would tell me
Just like you brothers into some shit go get a job or something
Just a little bum on the street
Not working hard for nottin'
Scratch i made whenever pumping
I'm here to offer something
Making sure the crib stay tight
For real i weren't no dummy
Simmy where you gettin' this money
I wash a car be lying
Saying anything 'sides drugs selling
My sister seen me on the block
Transact with fiends saying i'ma tell it
Growing up was hell no doubt
I wonder where was heaven
(women singing in the background)
For real though,
Always look for that place call heaven,
It's never there,
I seen my man's an' 'em gets.. just get blasted
On the block,
Know what i'm saying?
I go in the crib i got stains all over my shirt
Know what i'm saying?
And my mom's knew the type of shit i was going through
Cause i was a project kid
Verse 2:
Now i'm a grown man
Still it's like life dealt me the wrong hand
Cat's that was my man be frontin'
Or either found dead
Sound said incarcerated just turned a new dad
Remembering them long ten months from slengin'crack bags
Mom put me out with the quickness
Carry your black ass
I'm still coming back to the crib
Oh so you back here
Ma i jut came to holler to see how you doing
Nothing's changed after all these years
Still hustle for some gear
Smoke weed, still drink beers
I tell you from my heart
Yo, times i'm like yeah
(women start singing again)
I wonder if heaven has a place on this planet
I'd find it right there.
Just a kid though,
All i wanna roll wid
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17. _ '97 Mentality
[Cappadonna] Yo! It's the burial ground sound, Dunn! It's real out here Staten Island puttin chills in y'all niggaz Forever in it.. yo My devastatin hot '97 Mentality Keep me on point for my four-digit salary Heavyweight lyric never lost one calorie I'm soon to be seen, on the TV screen Gambino Cappacino to the Afro Sheen Stay black, where I'm at, high road to rap council Splash love to Wu in a orderly tonsil Never limit to the diction, cause chaos to mixin Brutalize a sound check, ripple through the intermission Rap's under siege, held tight like a squeeze Forced in the world 'Donna nuclear freeze Through the damage to the wannabe Flipmode and Def Squad Ruckus a whirlpool in the rap entourage If you dare to test thirty-six, chambers of strangers My word of mouth it's all real wigs might peel Livin large and in charge branch out Bon Voyage Twenty-four diamond government named God Alias Daryl Hill bring thugs back to kill Circle around my son, Daryl Jr. never eatin large Auntie Dauntie sixteen holdin me down AIDS of rap music may be contagious to sound Verbal the slang pushed back to create pronoun Method forcin J-Love to Bring the Pain from underground Realizin food for thought is self-compromisin Shaolin cut the crack into a triple-O sizin Blue do what he do to keep that currency risin Hopin I catch a deal so we can catch a full wheel Instead of catchin bodies, niggaz not keepin it real Dirtball niggaz that steal cake from stores That's my type of niggaz I be wantin on my tours Can't help it, my styles stay fat like Roseanne Ruckus in the square I stay rough like the Clan Panther on my arm, pen and pad in my hand Punk motherfuckers better beware of the Shaolin Defy interactive project Children of the Corn Gats and my man keep em bustin till he's gone Style so ancient it sparks just like the unicorn 'Donna come through everyday my uniform changes and switches, I came to make ladies out of bitches Crackhead niggaz get stitches So what up with that kid, danger when I attack kid Watch how the slang hits you, just like the fat kid Form another pyramid, look how we slid All over Park Hill, Stapleton politic on a twenty dollar bill all in it together You can't fuck with the stormy weather, yaknahmean? [Ghostface] To the year Born God all the Gods strike hard Fast from the swine hold down your boulevard Father-U to C-Cypher, start the revolution Middle finger in the air, for slang prostitution (repeat 2X) ... To the year Born God all the Gods strike hard Fast from the swine hold down your boulevard Father-U to C-Cypher, start the revolution Middle finger in the air, for slang prostitution ... To the year Born God all the Gods strike hard Fast from the swine hold down your boulevard Father-U to C-Cypher, start the revolution Middle finger in the air, for slang prostitution ... To the year, to the year Born God all the Gods strike hard Fast from the swine hold down your boulevard Father-U to C-Cypher, start the revolution Middle finger in the air, for slang prostitution more free lyrics |
18. _ Execute Them
"Execute them" 4x *Street Life sample played in the background* "Slang bang to wax, torture pack, pump it to max Till your heart collapse, fully auto rap Might lose your eye sight, blood type, a-alike Snake bite, gorge on this mic, I live to right the hype"[Street Life] [Raekwon] Yeah, y'all mothafuckers know, turn my shit up mothafucker Wild the fuck out, word up fuck the radio 1998 word up, whippin illegal on y'all beagle-lookin mothafuckers Yo, James spin off, slang dames wanna hit off Check this Slovak lock it down, lames get off Jury match, range rack, fists of fury-act Don po, six hundred glow, Wally mack poly like that It's real ("Execute Them"), diabolical Logical, strange chokehold, kill is possible Flip a wig blindfold, rewind the scroll Clip full-mo, flip on the glow, blow Rock a arm-fold, tourist a bull report Sit back, calmful, tibble and cold war Hailin from my neck down, rounds flip clowns Buyin a loyal bitch gowns, go down, fuck them clowns While we healin, minds, wheelin labs wit cathedral ceilings Dry a hitman for hire, alien flyer "Slang bang to wax, slang bang to wax, slang slang bang to wax Torture pack" What what, step up, throw your sword up [Masta Killa] Aiyyo witness the abduction, bill of destruction Blood rushin, from a universal standpoint Acknowledge shorties bustin, but they gotta come son Before they can test my steel I send a grandson to let em feel one, bodies not worth my gun Peace Sudan, w-w-MastaKill.com, heavily armed We roam, through the dark damp litter of the forest Floor lies dough, wit a c-note, throw em overboat Slit his stomach so the body won't float The vigilant, infinite patient I stand as command in chief Mad thorough, competition's intense for every inch of the borough "Slang bang to wax, torture pack, pump it to the max Till your heart collapse, fully auto rap (2x)" "Might lose your eyesight, bloodtype, a-alike Snake bite, gorge on this mic, I live to write the hype (Execute them) I live to write the hype" [Inspectah Deck] Murder verser, twenty bean rap fiend server Rhymes nurse your mind, bustin like twin burners Certified lah, five million eyes left wide Inside we split the grand prize Won it by a landslide, ?damn's fly? the rest They bettin contest but they pose no threat Street corner warrior, cause crowd disorder And glide like rollerblades 'cross your recorders Soldier of fortune lost in the madness Brandish your weapon or get dropped to the canvas Po' bandit hold the belt single-handed Most Demanded Assassin is what I'm branded Far from your standard, universally Planted jewels in the minds of fools left stranded One man hit force, my shirt ripped off Squeeze a full clip to kill the bullshit then I dip off "Slang bang, slang bang to wax (Execute Them) Torture pack, pump it to the max till your heart collapse Fully auto rap, might lose your eyesight, bloodtype a-alike Snake bite, gorge on this mic, I live to write the hype" "Execute them" 2x "Slang bang to wax, torture pack pump it to max till your heart collapse" "Sla-slang bang to wax (Execute them) Torture pack, pump it to the max till your heart collapse (Execute them) Fully auto rap, might lose your eyesight, bloodtype a-alike Snake bite, gorge on this mic, I live to write the hype I live to write the hype" more free lyrics |
19. _ And Justice For All
***chorus*** (x2)
Fuck yall analog niggas we be digital
Wu-tang, killarmy we indespensible
We never fall
We stand tall like sky-scrapers and justice for all
[killa sin]
We move on m.c.'s mechanically
Strike nerve like ghost vs. a canopy
Hard to touch ratarded fucks playing wit they fantasies
Respect this
Specialist
Black
Testing this will get ya necklace jacked
And named scratched up off my guestlist party freak
You the type of nigga that'll hardly speak
Unless you spoken to
We throw a cold screw
And sober up when im approaching you
At the same time we posting two
Niggas on tha ass-fist gonna do what they supposed to do
The limelight
Snatched away from you because its my night
Killarm blaze inside of the twilight
You better get ya lines right
Half of thease crabs cant even rhyme right
Which dart slows wit body movement and blurry eyesight
What you want i already got
And after i controll i keep head high, head pon-cocked
And pockets rollin'
You foldin'
You fagot ass fuck
[dom pachino]
Yo farotion never fails
Shoot at darts sharper than a carpenters nail
Inhale life
Exhale strive anxiety's trife
Blowin' smoke out my peice pipe
Ducking the snipe
Shot off the top of the white house and cop 4's
War never does and many causes
My offense is my defense extreme precautious
Moving cyphers high valocities making you nautious
Ya forcing it
Parishly extortionists
Aborting this
Space ship thats spacious face it
Im on contain shit
Pioneer looking for honey and is it matrix
The case is
If not ya basic
Way to make shit
Embrace it
Knowing some day you'll have to face it
***chorus***
Fuck yall analog niggas we be digital
Wu-tang, killarmy we indespensible
We never fall
We stand tall like sky-scrapers and justice for all
(so fuck yall, so fuck yall niggas)
[bobby digital]
Yo, yo hard to grapple
I raise the sharp scaple
Technique slaps you invasion body snatch you money grip
I smoke the honey dip
Blunts cherry bomb
Very calm
First bursts like a shot from the berry homes
You'd be most wise to pay close attention
To willy lynchin'
Its stupid to fuck wit' bobby steel's henchmen
I step into presidential
Credentials, evident my potential
Be infinate, deluxe benetic sluts invinsible
Only ones can know me
Swore me before the dolby
Alexis colby broads try to control me
Pussy whip me like toby
Fuck the local
I move global
Economical
Ship sea promise fool
My info glow
And the dark wu-tang logo
Sparks the attention, look listen observe
Killa bee swerv
Slam like dr. julias erv
Still strike the vital nerve
Charter through the magna carta
Trapped like otis and carter
Wild like the shaolin style or manos harbor
King devine forced to shine
Head burst open like a bottle of pine
Use penmenship
When i write my script
Blunt spark em' and them mark em' homeless
Killa hill syndrome
Peace to two tone
He must know me to understand me from what you do
To realize im you
Everything i do honey bee from the bee hive
Ever-green squeeze dried leaf smoke killa priest from the tribe
Of levi smoke out and not steal
Or blunt spill
The indestructable bobby steel's is here
[method man]
Yo in the heat of the night
My 4-7-7 mash on the mic
Killarmy and trappa john m.d.
Full metal jackets
Cuz' some gots to have it
Kill or be killed
Only time will reveal
I think by myself
And i drink by myself
From 9-8 until
Let me know its real son if its really real
Understandable
Self explainable
Caution john blaze flamable
When under pressure, interchangable and still
Coming down like precipitation as i reign undesputed
How johnny do it
Dangerously, whoppin cough (cough, cough)
Two and off
Stank pussy make my dick soft (huh)
Bottom line be this high, explosive
Not for the average joseph
Come and get some
Hol' it, keep one
Up in the chamber
Blast wit' my middle finger
Now i toss men
Attack like the four horsemen
See me dog walkin'
Strickly getty-o slang talkin'
All up in thease guts, soften
Thease rap niggas, official
We slap niggas
Wit' mak' charges
Dope shit regardless
We usually take another niggas garments (what)
[killarmy]
Straight up and down i got this rap shit locked in '98
Niggas cant escape the laws that i enforce like top notch politicians
Who be pola-tickin'
Slam through expand total construction accross the planet and micro chip software
Placed in the rear of ya ear
As i sit the next year
All yall analong niggas fuck yall we be digital
Shit is critical
Like the hallways in my projects
Similar to the streets in tibet
Fuck that i aint playin' wit' a full deck (son, son, son, son)
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