Lyrics:
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Catch this shank
Walk in here and blank
I'm the fresh prince
I'm MG Banks
Clip my extra rib
It Pudge like bill
King of the hill
Think the reaper
Bring down the government
They don't, they don't speak for us ends
Ed O'Brien: We climbed mountains so high it
Seemed as if we would
Scrape the moon but
Uh huh
Jones
Dipset
Birdgang b*tch
You know what it is
When you see me two twelvin' you homie
You f**k n*ggas keep triple ninin', have some integrity
Smoke-A-Lot popular on the lock
For flippin' birds like Nadia
Mafia, Rap-A-Lot Mafia
[Willie D]
My Nigga, my Nigga
I'm here to say to
You try to tell it
Can
we keep the dancefloors hectic (here it is)
I know it's not what you expected (but it's square biz)
Locs from Hub City, Capone and Frank Nitty
Gets
Smithdown to da Ave ??
Two six bill sales man’ll YaM it in a cab,
YoW
I did road wit CC
Capone N Missy
CANT TELL ME BOUT WAPS N MAPS
Two
.I.T.Y. that's a unity (You gotta let him know)
(You go, come on here we go)
U.N.I.T.Y., Love a black woman from (You got to let him know)
infinity to infinity
bodies unidentified
Like aliens tailed by the feds try and
Run and hide my alias
I paid dues and debts but
Ya'll don't have none do it for ends
Do it
track we makin' here some classic shit
Step up to the plate in the stu', I took a crack at it
Bambino of beats, the Barry Bonds of rap
Ice melting on my
Moses Malone
Bring the guns anywhere I roam, go with the chrome
And I hit all my shots, like I'm in the A.I. zone
And mob like Al Capone through
(Aiyyo calm down, fall back!
Y'all Queensbridge always fightin up in here!)
[Marley Marl]
Ladies and gentlemen, we got Queensbridge Finest up in
man, it's My Turn
They broke me too many times, man, it's me first
Rest up AB they killed my brother, no remorse
It was Polo, now we out here racin'
of Al Capone (yeah)
Cuz the family's, mobbin
In the north woods
Ain't nobody judging
As long as it makes you feel good
Bring something for the Stone Soup
Sassoon, chrome tones hear the moans of Al Capone
Gun POW to the dome
And split the bone, wig blown off the ledge
By the alleged, full-fledged, sledge RZA
[Chorus]
Yo, parole violating fugitives on the run, son
Live by the gun, son, die by the gun, son
We can make it happen if we want to
Jakes'll
'em, I must have forgot it
Go get the F&N, cock it, screw it on, I kill you in silence
Wait, I thought he was straight, so why he keep hoopin'
Take what you want, tie they a** up
Just don't, get, no, blood on the dope
Just don't, get, no, blood on the dope
Bring it back all white
Now I'm testing my knowledge, I used to study Cole tracks
Smoke Al Capone's by the pack, Al from Ashstan
Cognac dipped from my Dad, to me it's been
If you choose, you lose, here come the oohs and boos
I pop a no-doz, relax my lips and cruise
Past a pooh putt'n sucka whose all about scheamin
Waxin
you snooze, you lose, here come the oohs and boos
I pop a No-Doz, relax my lips and cruise
Past a pooh putt'n sucka whose all about schemein
Wax the P
hardness
Y'all just pressin' charges
It's often injury
Floss and force my entry
This penitentiary
Knockin' n****s for centuries
It's elementary
Like
depression is calling
Here we go again, Kobe, I'm balling, see Ker, I'm shot calling
Pride by the way I'm living, I'm making a living, but I'm stuck in
here
N these lines come as easy as 2 stepping
Now heres a new lesson i could put it in 2 sessions
Flow so retarded
You couldnt count this much bars off
at you now
And the kids in the parks start lookin' around
Like, "Mommy come here, look, look, look what we found"
Wit' me it's more intense, n****
So
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