maced your interference souped your upperbody section I travel like a 2 2 bullet throughout your body repped to the fullest Queensbridge representin representin the hollow tip crew
Yo, legend, what's good, legend, what's going on? (Yo, we gotta do the intro over and all that, right?) Ice H2O (Ight, keep all that, keep all that)
deep in a Ford Escort, pumping the Tuff Crew I used to follow my cousin, he was a buck too Y'all don't like how I'm living, well, fuck you I been a
hop back in the vette (corvette) {Jadakiss} 'cause everybody is a felon with loot 'cause they say rap is like dust {Styles and Jadakiss} and we the only ones sellin' the juice Chrous:(2
Fuck 2Pac that nigga ain't shit That nigga ain't from muhfuckin' New York That nigga be out there with them Cali niggas Yo, nigga man, fuck Pac, that
to my Roots than most niggaz got in their pigment It's the baby-faced lieutenant with the Luck like Luciano Hardcore like Kool G Rap music made for concert piano So dust
name gotta be stong to make them fools run from court oh man your in jail but you cant call your crew 'cause those niggas dont used to be a crew, now
Chorus 1, 2, 3 follow after he Christ is the Son of the Almighty 1, 2, 3 follow after he Christ is the Son of the Almighty 1, 2, 3 follow after he
[Proof] Tired of niggas rapping the same Talking the same, ya, hah Living in the same place What style is Proof gonna do this time? Ya really wanna know
[a-plus] Plus is back to dust a rapper That's my given purpose What must I slap ya You're living worthless Void of value Noid and how you need to just
hear ya say, aw, yeah (Aw, yeah) You be feelin' it deep in your soul Tryna' deny that yo peachy world done lost control We live and die in the dust
[Sole, Dose-One, Alias] We ain't fessin' this friendship All live crews turn to dust We're from the middle of nowhere Da dadu dade deda If you want to
, I stay well low-key with my crew, guarded, We got each others backs so if you fuck with one of us, We'll fuck with all of you and turn your bones to dust
game nigga I'ma die for mine I ain't lyin.. I do what the fuck I gotta do Shoot who I gotta shoot if ya outside my crew Numbers 2-2-6, lotta buster playa
real, what the deal For my brothas who live and die on the corner On the real, the real, what the deal For my brothas who live and die on the corner
taught to get it hard like a man! For sheezy! Verse two, is for my hearse crew Like Raw Nitty, Lil D, and Big Ro too Do you remember smoking dust with
it comes to skills on the mic, I'm out for self Finesse is dangerous, so those who came to fuss Will fuck around and get smoked like angel dust Swift
a hoopty We can fuck tonight, niggas won't call you a groupie Bumping Stevie Wonder - Do I Do, with bad bitches I guess I got a 2 live crew And they all