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Chorus
Haven't you heard
Platinum makes the amateurs swerve
Nature, noreaga like magic & bird
Call a timeout, make a quick sub
Pull ya rhyme out, and rip it up
Nigga rip it up!

Nature:
I shook hands wit many killas
Some did it for fun
It's like a rush the way it comes
To make the innocent run
Niggas brag abotu it
And recapture the pain
Just to see a young brother getting snatched from his frame
Its many ways to do it
Anger plays a major role
When its done its done
Don't try to save ya soul
You'll be amazed how quick police learn the businss
Nowhere to run young blood
You done burned ya bridges
A nervous wreck
Makin ya calls collect
Confessing ta hoes
A man of respect
Now a vegetable
Scorned by the world
For being cold-hearted
He killed one of his own
It's fucked up but he sold product
No can do, he got cancelled
I watched'em as he tried to pull out
But he never got a chance to
Just a little man, his bite less than his bark
Yo he thought he had a name ti; niggas tested his heart
Lossed stripes in the street
At nights and sleep at the same time
I used ta send'em ta stores and make'em rhyme
Had a seed on the way
Smoke weed all day
Thunwas speedage
Didn't think the heat would freeze'em
I tried to tell'em
Correct'em like convicted felons
By the time he realized
It's to late, a slug split his melon
Seen'em spralled out from the fourth floor
In the blink of an eye
It was over the killa walked off!

Chorus 2x

Noreaga:
A yo we thugged out, wit illwill on some city shit
Keeping it real, while ya niggas on that pretty shit
What the dealy wit?
Know i only smoke a philly wit
Lamma lamma
And got a bitch in atlanta
And every time i fuck her, yo it's on camera
And i'm the freak type, get head and lay meat right
Y'all niggas burned bridges
I coulda had y'all tight
A yo i spit this, tellin' y'all to live wit this
I coulda had you in the bank
Now you lost ya rank
You should blame only ya'self
Ya self today
You know me
Hate to have to do it homey
We used to be cool
Now it's like you don't know me
All that jealously shit
Stupidity shit
Had me thinkin' on some foul shit
Diggin' in ritz
Now i'm 98 what
My niggas still have fun
If i ain't fuckin' wit nate, i'm fucking wit jung
Number 1 rule of the game
Don't trust no one
Likle them weak niggas
Yo you know if they trick
In ya face, tellin' stories
When they lie on they dick
While i get cake
Live like a cookin beat tape
Like that old school shit that he used to make
Yo from kansas ta san francis
Niggas catch me at the club
But i never dances
Play the bar close
Niggas watchin' me, i'm like a mantis
I won't take chances
Peep the hair on my chest
That's what happen
When you drinkin' rade, henney and stress
Drink my life away. right away
Shoot up ya guess
Yo it's me and nate
We like two of the best!

Chorus2x

Nature:
I got the whole anchalota
The glamour and glitz
My name upon the walk of fame
Right behing frank sinatra
It ain't na da
But one for the win column
Y'all need to stop frontin'
Actin' like y'all big dollar
Fraudulent fucks i stay calling ya bluff
Causing friction
Calling ya chickens, for a quick buff
Rippin'em up to some lou rawls shit
It ain't a game, you was hot
But you lossed it
Change ya methods
Renevate quick to save the extras
Ya mic's hooked up
But y'all brains ain't connected
It ain't my fault ya niggas came defective
I'm the specialist at rap
Opposite of pessemis
Shots more accurate than petrovic
When my shit drop
Y'all niggas better check for it
Ya gotta love it, the way i'm comin' at you
In the purest form
The wars on, you thought we would flop
Well than ya thought wrong!

Chorus2x

[prodigy]
Pile raps inside my skull cap
Like a brick stack tha kid is back
I told y'all niggas '98 list that
Yo '99 piss on rap 2000 where ya pistols at dun
We be tha men in black fatigues
30,000 dollar chains that swing
You'll catch me in tha streets poppin that bullshit
Catch a fat lip hoes all over your shit
Bust guns like nuts all over your bitch
So you's a woman tell me what tha fuck you tryna doin
You growlin all over tha tape
Forget you when i touch that shit
Not only that on the concrete
We splash more niggas than the wave pool did
Check out my new shit
We blood spit you still ice grill
Mad cause your clic shit is homo
The mobb stay real
Steady playin' the field
Nigga you sideline rhyme
Customers complain they can't feel
You cooked up a half ass meal
Its time for me to catch burn on the wheels of steel
My shit fill the appetite of the populus
We can do it via satelitte just us
An show the world how that ass get bust
Ever since a little yuke i had this lust
To pick up the motherfuckin' pen an just rush
Like morphine beats throught the wires of the eps plus
You get penalized tryna rock wit the utmost
Get branded for bein weak the most
Now be ghost get the fuck outta here
Wit that bullshit you tryna shit
Wit tha planet you need to be shot rappin
I got sickle cell i feel the pain
Oh yeah what's happenin
Fake thug wanna front like they contractin
Numbers on my head thug please i'm here waitin
You can't touch me there's no fake love amongst me
There's no fake niggas that run wit me
Somebody gave y'all the wrong info
I ain't ya kitko..nympho
Putmeon tha way you ???????
Supposed to taught that bitch much better than that
I dwell where the rest of my vets is at
>from sumnerville to bx and back
To the lab and the dungeon
My house of representatives stay starvin be stumpin
We unholy cause there ain't a part missin
My commission sit at the table like the last supper fucker

* dogs barking *

[cam'ron]
Uh, let me tell you somethin
Act your age, and i ain't even, matta fact, listen to me
Let me tell you somethin

Aaayyyyoooow!

Don't make me come at y'all, y'all don't wanna brawl
Make me run at y'all gun at y'all, take it all run it all
Actually there's a front it all lemme talk to y'all
Done it all y'all ain't even begun to ball
Winter, spring, summer, fall
The cream still stackin if the fiends still crackin
You the same one cryin, for that billy jean jacket black fever
Pussy ass, don't smoke no pot neither
Mommy take care of your high fever neighborhood watch leader
Close the drapes up, make the tape duct tape your face up
I fuck wit more powder, then makeup get em laced up
P doe, have a party for the brother
15 minutes, but i feel sorry for your mother
I kill like the greats did
Had a state bid for stashin little nate
(he was only eight) but i hate kids i know all parents think they experts
But yo my tec bursts is death spurts wet hearts and guess shirts, what!

[dmx]
Uh, uh, uh
Rrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
Aaayyyyoooow!

Lets get it on baby (what) cause i'm ready to start
Take the locks of the cage cause i'm ready to bark
And niggaz gonna know when it's on for the heart
Niggaz gonna go when it's on motherfuckers mad trucks you know
They feelin' it i'm flippin' it to niggaz
Got them thinkin' that they real in it
You hear that but don't go near that you better fear that
You was the one that wanted to have the house wit the the pool right
Where it at rrrrrrrrrrrrrr! don't make me bite you
I used to fuck wit yo' sista don't make me fight
You see how i play wit it but stay wit it i'm ok with it
I'll do it, but he will be the nigga that they say did it
What you don't know is gonna get you fucked up
And when you don't roll it's gonna get you stuck up
Niggaz want what (what), thats what i thought
Dark man baby, x for short

What, what, what, uh, what, what, uh, what, what

Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
Aaayyyyoooow!

[dmx] runnin around niggaz like circles i hurt you
"did i do that?" just like urkel i jerk you
[cam] yo, aiyyo, it's harlem world ny yo what try yo luck
But i know what niggaz won't know how you're stuck
Body right beside your truck, what
[dmx] but they're screamin' i'm screamin' but they're screamin' ice creamin
They should have fuckin' known there was no such thing as an ice demon
[cam] aiyyo, you dogs don't play wit me i'll beat yo' ass from a to z
Bag you up like a & p dmx n' kfc
[dmx] bench nigga i'm a bless niggaz wit my slugs stress niggaz
I'm a wet niggaz wit my thugs
[cam] yo, yo, aiyyo when niggaz like to act ain't no wonder
I creep aiyyo don't make me put your ass nigga, under my feet
[dmx] ha ha, hold me down baby bark at your dog
Let me know if it's real walk in the fog
[cam] and then we hit 'em
[dmx] slap 'em
[cam] click 'em
[dmx] cap 'em
[cam] stick 'em
[dmx] tap 'em
[both] motherfuckers all know how we have 'em, what!

* dogs barking *

[dmx]
Where my dogs at? (what)
Uh, where my dogs at? (what, uh)
Uh, where my dogs at? (what)
Cam, my nigga
Aaayyyyoooow!

[cam'ron]
Dmx, cam'ron, def jam, untertainment, what
Aaayyyyoooow!

[pretty boy]
Yo, tell foxy to hold all that down
Aight, hold on

[foxy]
Uhh, that's cool
First bitch, what

[foxy brown]
There ya'll bitches go, straight yappin' again
Oh the tv show fucked up, got you rappin' again
Ya'll bitches is scared now, got you rhymin' from the heart now
Been talkin' shit, what the fuck you wanna start now
Mad cause he pretty
Seent ya fruity ass straight starin' at my titties
Spendin' chips to get me, who me!
Strickly dickly, fucks wit' no chicks
Only the thuggest cats, with the, stiffest dicks
Picture this, ya'll broke bitches wanna see me diss ya'll
Just to get ya'll rich, never
It's simple shit, this little navigator
Litte high heeled gators, be gettin' you sick
What the fuck is this
Ain't ya'll bitches supposed to be ceo's, and actresses, whoa
See this dough, this bomb ass face in this
Pretty roll in this, heavy dough
Don't ya'll chicks know, i inherit from the best
My nigga jay, so you feelin' the rest
Bnnie and clyde, bitch!
You don't worry bout this, he like this
The way the shit mines, just look at your wrist
Why is she even trippin' off this hallf ass shit
We rockin' stadiums, splittin' half that shit
He like, huh, here go the keys, go flash that shit
Matter fact, take this birck, and go stash that shit
That's right, i'm bare foot
On the stage with the look
Now you clones, dick ridin' my throne
I'ma let ya'll hoes know, for the first and last time
I'm on that brooklyn shit, and i'm takin' what's mine
Yeah, now you made, ain't no royalties left?
Hah, i'll show you royalty
Dead on your royalty, uhh
I'ma stay talkin' about gettin' proper
Yeah, bitch, i said it
I'ma dress dress royal
Talk to me...

[dmx]
Grrrrrrr
From the dogz to the pups
Drag-on baby, ruff ryders, come on

[drag-on]
Drag on baby, uh
Yo who them niggaz at the bar niggaz?
On them job niggaz
See y'all frontin mine niggaz
But drugz revolve niggaz
Y'all fake coke dealers slidin away wit soap niggaz
The size ain't right, y'all should be 300 hundered pounds on thin ice
Run in yo set, pullin yo gun from under yo desk
Snatch the weight from big niggaz doin a hundered a set
With the gun to y'all neck i'll have y'all niggaz runnin in sets
Under the bed, two to the chest and one to yo leg
Cocked it have one in the head and wanted by feds
Said they on the prowl for drag and niggaz wanted him dead
That's what you get, gambling yo life wit a hundered to bet
Ace to the dues, now yo face has seen a hundered gilletes
Niggaz think it's funny and shit, when chicks is suckin they dicks
Till they control you like remotes, bustin buttons and shit
Y'all can't control me, all y'all can do is promote me women
And caught no shots, from my glock wit 16 in it, uh

[chorus by: drag-on and (dmx)] x2
Who them niggaz that's comin to take over? ( ruff ryders)
Whom them niggaz that's makin they moves? ( ruff ryders)
Who them niggaz that pay they dues? ( ruff ryders)
Who them nigaz that'll never lose? ( ruff ryders)

[drag-on]
This lil nigga's too young to show the i.d.
But if y'all don't feel the hits now y'all gon feel it later like ali
Y'all got respect? not at all, but we do and got it all
Cause y'all know there's a lot of dogs that'll sell y'all for a lot of dough
Playboy, u sniff out, and pull out and leave em stiff out
Poke em wit somethin they couldnt get it out if they shitted out
Hercules thinkin he hurtin me, but they ain't hurtin shit
If only they could see behind curtains, they girl is jerking dick
And i might bust inside her then the next day say hello to you
Hopin that my nut ain't touch nuttin it wasnt supposed to
When you get up from the get go, nigga disapper like presto
The cats is pedro, since double r got the metro
They almost dead yo, niggaz wanted butted down
We throwin up the parties soon as they pat us down
? woulda been more than music sounds
Coulda been round after round goin straight thru yo crown

[chorus by: drag-on and (dmx)] x2
Who them niggaz that's comin to take over? ( ruff ryders)
Whom them niggaz that's makin they moves? ( ruff ryders)
Who them niggaz that pay they dues? ( ruff ryders)
Who them nigaz that'll never lose? ( ruff ryders)

[drag-on]
What's this i'm hearin niggaz sayin i ain't ready
What you tellin me? i been caught felony's y'all nigaz funny like bill bellamy
Fuck what you tellin me, i pull out gunz like niggaz pull out swords
In the old days, whan i spray i'm yellin,

Intro: cardan
Yeah, yeah, check it out
I'm cardan right, niggaz think 16 is young
Sum niggaz think 16 is sleet

Verse 1: cardan
Now how you gon come against an army with a handgun
I'm cardan, you wouldn't understand son
I be on of them niggaz shoot a three, get a and 1
Blacked out, 006, next to cam'ron
See ya if i see ya, if i don't
Bye bye,
Meet me at the bolge were they cross smokin' la la
Supreme dada, neva to good to eat at popeye's
Punishing you, servin' you notes above the cockeyes
I walk the city alone, not biggie or bone
They miss me at home, half a million sittin' on crome
Could of schooled me, on how to listen and learn
So when i get my shit, it's earned
Like i'm dennis the worm
You gotta live it and learn, till your bridges get burned
I'm not stoppin' till i drop, i am just speakin' in a swerve
So if you wanna act now, i'll make you get up
And i'll sit you back down
Yo clue, hit the switches in the background
Move him up, he made me do this
Don't kill him, bruise him up
Make him switch sides like roscoe, that's how we use him up
Take a little ride wit 'em, glide wit'em
Switch glocks on him, spit on your hand
Hypest tears neva cry wit 'em
His girl, she's blind wit 'em
Used to pack his nine wit 'em
Sold eights to cakes, the key wit the dimes in 'em
That's buggin' our life, but i can see ya'll niggaz faces now
Coverin' ya'll mouths,
Ayo you had to hear cardan and nore thuggin' it out
I think sum niggaz on the run eatin', sluggin' it out
I'm bout to flow on, put on ya'll seat belts
Nigga hold on, ain't nuthin' funny, since part two
Of show me the money,
My age i can't mention wit' the shit that i'm spittin'
Rippin' niggaz into ??fissures?? like i'm hotta than kitchens
You gotta flow, come on nigga
Rhyme wit us, come on get some shine wit us
My niggaz eat, still pack heat and still grind wit us

Hook: mase
Time is money
Never knew there'd be days like this
Never knew days like this
Tired of ballin'
Gettin' hard to live wit niggaz on my dick
Niggaz always on my dick (2x)

Verse 2: mase
Brace the stage, so right now you dealin' wit a great
Ain't enough bullets in your gun to scare me straight
When beef escalate
You the next to scate
I'll be around, till you hit the ground ??left of the jakes??
The christians come through, they bless you awake
You test your fate, i'll hit your chest wit an eight
My thing come down, damn, you get an extra eight
Ain't a big man too big to rest in a lake
I do this for cats who's name i can't mention
Dropped down hoes, and about 72 wenchin'
Got in beef, and got paid at the entrance
Turned at the boy, he had to do their sentence
Critics complain, i dress to fly, but i bet you i
Will never testify
When i size a nigga up, i measure the guy
So if his man front, he be he next to die
I can see it in your eye, all you wanna do is ??maneuve??
So i think it's time that i pick up and move
Got a house in new jeru, where i always be goin'
I got keys that i leave for my niggaz, when i'm
Buttlers that bring me buffets at the don
Six mexicans get paid to mow my lawn
I feel cats, be able to flow in the oasis
Louis the 13th, no more nigga, taste this
The life i live i can't escape it
Face it, iced up roly to me, just a basic
Take my shit to tito, just to get a facelift
Buy extra cases, musta misplaced it, i don't think i'm too good to do what
You should do
You just anutha nigaa don't wanna see me famous
See i, left hood life for the good life, call up tito
Cause he gon give he a good price yo
Mami friends, say i'm dabien, so if a nigga think i'm sweet,
Tell 'em try me then,
Why you worried bout how i be in my bm,
Ain't ya lucnhbreak over, go back to ibm
Whatcha want huh? cardan. mase murder. harlem world. desert storm. penelty.
Clue. whut whut.

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