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To see how much wreck we'd create
          'Cause there ain't no party like a 2 Live Party
          'Cause a 2 Live Party don't stop!
          So come
it almost took his whole face off 
We got to take position  ready for faceoff 

With blitz like Dallas ain't no Superbowl faceoff 
We form like
ready to go
Pull up in front of the joint, all eyes on the Saab
"Damn he's still livin large!" Aiyyo, it ain't hard..
.. cause here we go again..
why'knowhati'msayin?
We ain't goin loopy, we're goin freaky
We gonna funk it track for track
Dangerous Crew style
Ant Banks let me flip this one more time
Ya ready
numbers up

Keep bouncin'
But who's countin'?

One for the chiza
Two for the flow
Three to get the heads ready
Go cat go
Go cat go

Go cat go
ready to go
Pull up in front of the joint, all eyes on the Saab
"Damn he's still livin large!" Aiyyo, it ain't hard
'Cause here we go again..

Here
slang I use 
breakin' down mics 
and destroyin' crews. 

1-2-1-2 unhh............ 1-2-1-2 mic check 1-2-1-2
1-2-1-2 unhh............ 1-2-1-2 mic
chillin and
Front on this and get dissed, motherfucker
Me and my crew, me and my crew we be chillin and
Front on this and get dissed

Ah one two
we want
Live it up,
So live it up, live it up, go, oh
And we ain't stopping till we done, live it up oh
So live it up, live it up, go go go go go go go
night, so tight, ready to blow

Oh, we can do anything we want
Live it up, 
So live it up, live it up, go, oh
And we ain't stopping till we done, live
us that in a battle we can't last
The battle started at 10:30 and by quarter of eleven was no longer eight crews (how many was their)
There was seven
gettin tired) Ready see, give me a beat, please
He does a lot that others cannot do
Ready see and the Prince, the toughest two man crew
We're comin out
(Until I die)
You can bring your crew
(You can bring your crew)
But we remain true
(Yeah)
Muthafuckers still ballin'
(I be ballin')
Niggaz wonder
'cause niggaz died over information 
How much more can we take? 
Expect us all to wait 
The world ain't ready for us yet 
So lets make Clinton pay
to sit, cause we're 2 Unlimited

Ready, ready, ready for this! 
Feel the base, you just get closer. 
Be impressed by the words I chose of, 
Once again
back again
(Know we been though a lot I ain't perfect but I swear
To you I'm a changed man)
Even on the train
Should've asked two free mans
I'll be
stitches
Whateva, go crew for crew, blow for blow
Bang your headpiece and sniff the snow off your hoe
I keep it rollin

Ask yourself man
How ugly do you have
Sometime in October,
We sailed from England's shore,
When we sailed into a raging storm
Like I've never ever seen before;
And all of the crew they
bring your crew, but we remain true
Muthafuckers still ballin'

Now everybody wanna see us dead
Two murdered on the front page, shot to death, bullets
we're tough negroes 
Forever ready and I'll be ready forever
You don't want to try ting I'll put holes in your leather
So please never ever try to be
cold 
We destined to explode, that's why I stay on flip mode 
Your dick rode me long enough Dunn, now you can let go 

[Chorus: x2]
Every man in
as spooked as that by the sound
Fuck it with Saddam I'll bring a new saigon
Ain't nothing changed pe we be the same crew boy
 
Yeah that's right nine eight
who, which one a dem a carry news
An' a gwan like set, they wan dis-dis ya crew 
But the lie, other emcees dem ready die
When we grab the microphone
goin down

Gettin round
I'm the spook that sat by the sound
F***ing with Sadamn will bring a new Saigon
Ain't nothing changed PE we be the same crew
and cocaine in hands of kids
Why niggas die young in this life we live
Just a young nigga hustle on the block fo cake
Bring yo crew and you kiss yo mama