Lyrics:
By the way, I re-up on bad dreams, bag up screams in fifties
Be up on mad schemes that heat shop like Jiffy-Pop (Pop)
In a instant get smoked like
nature
Looking for some magic, I'll take ya
So sit back, relax and let me lick ya
I was raised by 2LiveCrew, so just imagine what I do
If you got into
By the way, I re-up on bad dreams, bag up screams in fifties
Be up on mad schemes that heat shop like Jiffy-Pop (Pop)
In a instant get smoked like
KRS and Melodie live together with D-Nice and Harmony
Side by side with Rebecca, D-Square, Sidney
BDP!
Yes!
I got a hundred guns two hundred
doors
Suits to be served for the drug lords
Clubs full of haters, tips for the waiters
Body count, AK-47s made us
Bal Harbor shops, ninety in a knot
Out in an English harbor waits an old but rugged ship
Waiting for a crew of men so she can make her trip
Out searching was the best gang that
alone
I'm captivated by your grace, in this moment we're our own
[Verse 2]
I gather up my courage, take a step towards your space
You smile and invite me
right, get it right, spit it right
[DMX]
Moves is made, n****s is paid - that's just how it is
When my time is up, I'm a be out, but I'm a try to live
you
Rule number 1
Never give him someone to turn to at night
Rule number 2
Never bring your man around your crew
Rule number 3
Never call him
The cops passed by, but he stayed calm
Cause the leather trench coat was keepin him warm
But this time they walked by real slowly
He thought to himself,
play live
Ask the people who they fly
The crew J5
We ride right into the night
Words that we write
We're calm then a settle your site
Come
red go red go red
Oh yea
Too much water gotta hold my breath
Crew going hard til its no one left
Cuz the party stay live but my soul undead
Aye cuz u
Piece by piece, this puzzle comes together
Sever your ties with the bad guys, let the lies go
If you wanna be a hoe, go 'head and don't be scared
a Mac-10
And rather live the life of crime
With my Bed-Stuy connection connected in two
It's liable to start shit too wild for you
Peace to, Baisley, Forty-P
Piece by piece, this puzzle comes together
Sever your ties with the bad guys, let the lies go
If you wanna be a hoe, go 'head and don't be scared
We go wow, ba-da-da-dow-da-dah-ow
Either stand tall, just sit the fuck down
All the way from the 2-1-5th to Bucktown
Brace yourself, it's about
Lincoln continental
I'm the mouth that roared swore to the lord
The eye of hawk both live and die by the sword
The forbidden the six man be sinnin'
a game mane
[Chorus: x2]
Got white shawty cheap cheap price shawty
I'm in the club with that real clear ice shawty
I want a bitch that can do
a limousine with a chauffeur
Phone bill about two G's flat
No need to worry, my accountant handles that
And my whole crew is loungin'
Celebratin' every day,
Yeah...
Yeah yeah
(Damn Suave)
Feels good to be back man
UGH!
Coming live from the dirt road
Trailer park living in a circle
Made straight A’s was
me, talkin' like y'all can't be touched
See by the time y'all realized, I be done touched you up
Blazed you up, your whole style, chump nigga, what?
to shop want to buy new clothes
I came from a house not a home
Hard work yeah I got it on my own
Two seater and I'm riding with the crew
Can't nobody tell
the slugs out
Love don't live here anymore
I artillery dog
Came wit many foes
Spend ya benz is twenty slow
Get to tha house kick in tha door
You
And get mental
Pop the track eight track lincoln contniental
I'm the mouth that roared
Swore to the Lord
The eye of hawk
Both live and die by
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