Lyrics:
Here's a swab for ya ear (to clean out ya lobe)
And listen to a few views from two crews spittin' for the art of it
We ain't takin' over but damn sure
Here's a swab for ya ear (to clean out ya lobe)
And listen to a few views from two crews spittin' for the art of it
We ain't takin' over but damn sure
echoed through the crowd
Six punks hit, two punks died
All causalities was applied to their side
Human lives has to pass just for talking much trash
We
y'all know?
We ain't finished till it's almost
You gotta deal with a broad that ain't even 5'4?
My live goal is to send three or four in the Tahoe
the streets will catch you slipping, rock ya steady
Watch your back with your homies that you feel is real
Your homeboys from your crew, yeah them the ones
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
Hit my phone bout money I'm listening
Lead by example my lil bros gifted
I was down bad 5 dollars we split it
Use to share a large fry with 2
every now and then, huh, I want to go back
Back in the days
I want to go back in the days (4X)
I want to go back (2X)
Spring eighty-seven, down with
bilingual lingo
Liked by Hispanics, blacks and all you gringos
Yo lo mezclo, I mix it, ??? and fix it
Serve it up right so that you want to kick it
Spliff
(wellllllll)
[Verse Four]
Ready for the ride I rip rap rapacious
Crews don't slip you're payin penalty slashes
Clashes crashed, but I crash ass or
Ravish
Richard
Admire The Fangs
Observe Claws
Fear The Pack
Of The Wolf In The Stage
Alpha Not Omega
Strength with No Mega
A Demon Inside
Don't Be Fooled By
get, get, get, get, get, get, get your moneyman
(Ice-T)
Many casualties caught in the cross-fire mix
while whole crews flash they fo-fo's in the flicks
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
Feeling like Stylo man
Everything live-o man
Twenty-five girls and five, four man
Your a timeline man
Girl from Paris and girl from Milan
Ring man
by two
They're hollow
One by one and two by two
They choke
One by one and two by two
Over you
Two by two and three by three
They grew
Four by four
World
I don't know for sure, but I think the nigga live with is girl
(Spliff Star)
There the nigga goes, let's hit him with the 4-5 chrome
(Baby Sham)
And now we've come to that time
Where the legend of Griselda lives forever (ah)
The Butcher comin', nigga
Ayo, y'all niggas should know by now
sure eat it drink it all off na make none go to waste
And who's aeoberti upon Falcon Crest you know him a chase
Se that the top of the crew Sis V
tapes, yeah, forever
Yo word
Yo one fro the trouble
Two for the time
Three fro the rumble
Four for the rhyme
Do that crooklyn shit style all the time
you knew I was goin' to bust a move (brr)
I'm drippin' mud on my shoes, yeah, I got slatts by the twos
Put Chanel and Jimmy Choos, I don't play by
Yo Yo uh Yo
This is park bench prophecy
This is my philosophy
The illest tales realest lives all come out of poverty
With no remorse
And we offer no
youngins walking round with some with broken hearts
Bunch kids from some families that been broke apart
Mix that with anger, and confusion that's when
invested, bitch get back in line
Loving the shit and you know it, I'm peeping the flow
I live what I spit and I kill it, I kill it like Ghost
We bumping
your crew that's why your stage show's wack!
So let the sleeping and assuming and the B.S. stop
Because, Naughty is to live and die for Hip Hop
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