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you was in the jam alone
Keep my family close so I don't ever have to stand-alone
These streets is like a jungle start to feel like Indiana Jones

I just wanna count bands with my family 
Hunnid acres, no one around us
Private town and build a compound and
Leave the matrix, village surround us

like B Siegel
O he a spark it crack your head wide open
Clap lead make you die with
Your eyes wide open i'm high smokin'
Drunk drinkin' and hungry eatin'

Steven Siegel and the fans love us cuz
They know we on track
And my haters don't even hate us
They just mad I didn't twitter back

This is the shout to my

Roc U

Young Gunz

Tough Luv

2004

they ain't remember, long as he ain't remember then watch his
mouth for temper

[Verse Two: Beanie Siegel]

Bitch niggas actin' tough but you know

(Nah nah)
They want me to crash so I'm tryna crash
My family and lawyer want me to be free (Skrt)
Collect calls to my manager
I'm screamin' "These niggas

Blood flowin from out his flesh and bones
At the wake at the funeral home it's havoc
Family got hit up with automatics
Non-stop static inside the rackets

Made It

Infectious Grooves

Groove Family Cyco

1994

of Heaven
Lookin' for a little bit of Heaven. Heaven
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All lyrics by Mike Muir
Infectious Grooves are: GROOVE FAMILY CYCO:
Mike Muir - Vocals Pa
Robert

Mobsta's

Kool G Rap

Roots of Evil

1998

his flesh and bones 
 At the wake at the funeral home it's havoc 
 Family got hit up with automatics 
 Non-stop static inside the rackets 
 Jack

but
I know they think I'm defensive
Could give two fucks
I'm from dat city where we hopping fences
Subtle moves wit grand inflections
Families lost off

wrong so it’s fraud when they say they miss you
All them bad vibes I feel that in the air like Beanie Siegel
Grinding on my own, spit this pain like I’m

Siegel
Now Levy got waves
Now he walks in to the sound of  seagulls
Stories underwater like we finding Nemo
Besides that need more green in our pockets

took the Henri rugs for me
One-fifty in a 'Ghini
Shook the gamе like a martini
Bitch, it's Black Soprano Family
Cajun shrimp and fettuccini
Wake my bitch

clout, you get a fee
Lil' Siegel told me I gotta get the money, then it's sweet
For the gang, I'll close your casket

beat his ass like he tay keith, don't

Siegel (Facts)
My heart is clean, my hands are clean you can go ask the people (Whoo)
I'm from the City, it's gets sticky, gets sticky like treacle
You got