Lyrics:
contender
We break him in two
The whole crowd that's what we rely on
Not fame, no rich but the crew is here to carry on
Together we rise our fists, as a lone
our turn to play calypsos
Yo me and you meet me by the two
A war goin' on that's involvin' the crews
Bring both your arms Rel and Moose down in
the bullets start bustin'
First crime, we came with Mystic Stylez on grime
You slip, I live by my rep don't fuck with mine
Da end, the souls of men
cold beat your crew up
If it gets thick then number two-a, pass me the ruler
Click Click...Booya!!
[Chorus 2x]
[Rock] If you don't know like I know
Then
me back
But somehow we still ain't talking (talk)
That been hurting me often
Shortie gon' move
I'm with the crew
Prolly gon' hit it by two, yuh
I beat
intentions
Asking can we live like our rights consensual
When all they do is rinse they hands with our tears
The why needs no forgiveness
When you considered
two
Livin down the street where BIG got shot
I hunt you
And the very next day where Pac met his fate
It's how we live our life, surrounded by Che
Pause
the one
The reason why you live for the goddam gun"
He said "I get the [?], you just chill
Before you get out the motherfucker will be killed"
I said
your pores
Got that work like a chore
Sellin it like the store
I got cameras on the wall
On the wall like decor
I don't have 1,2 or the 3
I have 4
he's sitting next to you I bet it sting
You wanna ride it your hide is divided
By my 2 thumbs, I murder it when I get inside it
Hit it till you get
the booth
Yall anit real yall
Some spoofs
You b**** she calling me boo
Given it to me not you
Deep in that pu***
Oh no
Deep in that wall
Make it loose
I got
girlfriends call
if she don't get off until two (we got all night long)
I finally show up at 4:30 am
and I still have to drop my crew off (but i'll be back)
now
a blessin' through
Sit on the floor playin' Tekken 2
Lesson two I'm adressin' you turn out the lights like the World Class
Wreckin' Crew bring out the best
the mic I hold
I make sure my beats are loud, and bold, and cold
Violent J is the name that I go by
Wakin up with blood on my hands and I don't know why
You
ya livin' only fo' the mad cash by cuttin'/
Spittin' on tracks with no rhythm/
(Vocal sample) You love me//
Verse 2: Optimus
It's I, The flippa,
Who y'all? Ain't got none
Forget that sin that you talking about son
Let them have 9 lives, all I need is one
My flows on big pun, say I weigh a ton
or MTV or Joan Rivers Fashion Police
Not what you read in tabloid seats
These are MC's that live by the code, it's hard for me to spit it
Because
or MTV or Joan Rivers Fashion Police
Not what you read in tabloid seats
These are MC's that live by the code, it's hard for me to spit it
Because
your flesh hold
Thirty-two, or whatever the tech holes
My dirty crew rather hawk you to death rather than talk you to death
'Cause listenin' is like
With an architectural design by TraxNYC, believe it
I'd ask to rock it, but I might fall
And by the way, how much of a ball was Live at Carnegie Hall?
inside and I choked her thought she died
Came back to life like she got nine lives
Mob ties did a bunch of crime in '09
Look its DReidy on it
Holler when
U.W.U y'all at ease
Need armies to harm
Me cause hardly
Y'all scar me
U.W.U y'all could breath
Die by the lie
Or the live the truth
With the U.W.U
U.W.U
out that’s power ten boys that’s facts ten thousand then by see my dick it’s time to show me what you got without calling in your head every girl dirty
I gotta get the green
A money-making monster
Imma love machine
Yeah I get it how I live
And that's by any means
These n***** don't love me
They love
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