it, c'mon Y'all remember that old school shit, geah Get 'em C'mon Your block is mine bitch back up We run the whole fucking world chips stack up (chin
bein a scholar That's why your report card's through Like a BizMark beat, it reads eww-eww-eww-eww-eww! So now you wanna wake up and smell the coffee
d like to break it down Down-breakin' Forsaken Lords of M.C.'s shakin With this track that my man's makin' M.C.'s will run like a bomb threat I bet {what
are. So ready for the war. C-A-R-T-E-R put the beat in ER. I'm colder than BR Add another 3 R's Watch me like D-V-D-V-C-R Pump to your chest I ain't
, anywhere, anytime I swear, Ask son about a nigga, I will run up on a nigga Wit the gun up on a nigga, now I'm one up on a nigga I will run the clock
the house, aiyyo word up Aiyyo Ty yo Ty c'mere Son What up Boo? Can I buy you a drink or sumpin' Boo?) What up what up? Where Twins and them at yo? (
close yo' shop Trick you done found out I'd rather go out like soldoer Then even fuck off wit' you cowards Come up on me,run up on me Nigga like you got
lord for the new shalom I, I wake up before I throw a beater on Fall to my knees thank the lord for the new shalom I, I wake up I, I, I wake up I, I tha
when I'm gone and my casket closed, go Whatever guillotine guides my life Dear Lord, don't let me die tonight But if I shall before I wake I'd accept
[Silkk the Shocker] Woke up one morning, hang over from last night I was drunk as fuck plus I was throwin up, an my eyes was like hella tite Waked up
big brother C-e-o now, made man, shocker well..c-e-o sounds We the type dog, go to sleep, wake up and ball You know what's up what us Now what's up with
[c-murder] I represent that n-o nigga l-i-m-i to the motherfucking t nigga Motherfuckers don't really wanna go to war with a nigga like me nigga I'm
, I run New York, When I'm out in Philly lil' homie, I run New York, When I'm in VA I tell niggaz guess what, I run New York, I'm in NC niggaz holla at
I'm asleep dreaming that I'm louging on a yaucht (Chillin' in the sun) Bom bout the leave the docks, reality I wake up to Feels like I woked up to a cloud
my uncle Michael and my momma question my silence but i blame this sinceless violence don't wanna wake up 'cause when imma asleep you still alive up
keep stickin' niggas until I'm livid I'll rob Boys II Men like I'm Michael Bivins Catch Tyson for half that cash like Robyn Givens I'm hungry for real I'm 'bout to stick Mister C
in jail An entertainer can't make bail if he broke as hell I'd rob O.D.B. but that'd be a waste of time Probably have to clap him, run and toss the nine I'd
(I'm a warrior!) Aw man I never run never snitch I'm a grown man dog I ain't no bitch (A warrior!) Don't change 'cause he's rich Before I shit on my family