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Business The Blood Ties

In the dark and sunless hours On the streets of London town There stood you and the boys And you were always messing around When the streets are out ot

In the dark and sunless hours On the streets of London town There stood you and the boys And you were always messing around When the streets are out

watch Like old lady getting handbag stolen It's time to chase, chase them criminals I see the devil and the devil is running. Bad business ties turn

because they're loyal, while tempers boil On u.s. soil, they're screamin no blood for oil Groups of recruits get fitted for troop boots While business

we slingers, gang bangers, eastside And when it come to squalie, we strangers Plus, I keep my thug niggas, my thug niggas I keep my blood niggas, my blood

Bizzy: hey its the martin n malcom in the vibe and in the Q we ebony ivory brothers the others the indian gentleman n business executives swing on a

'll start with the radical leaders Their steps we're followin' Running, don't go back and fight, too many you'll lose (And as clowns you follow suit behind the blood

m West Philly Freck, yeah I get dirty I'm the best, hands down, like six-thirty [Paul Cain:] Look Like Michael J. Fox, I got +Family Ties+ Posing us

we ride, whatever, whatever I'm ready to die sever the ties dead or alive Hopefully all of my niggaz are fly Summarize like some of the ties Cause they