Corruption of the innocent, in battles of the past Revolves around an incident, in which the mold was cast A case of taking orders, a madman in command
the caterz K, C's, dem men, and dem hataz [?] Real sharp on my thing like a razor blade come clean like a shape up So guess I got a game of tape up But
from the caterz K, C's, dem men, and dem hataz [? ] Real sharp on my thing like a razor Blade come clean like a shape up So guess I got a game of tape
boy! (boy!) You can hide if you want but nothing can save ya (yeeah!) Times running out, I'm a get ya boy! [50 Cent:] I threw a B-Boy style. - Bullet
He who fears fate lives like a coward You go against me, you'll be devoured Then you get to poppin you'll have a change of heart I hit your chest a couple
with a New York fit Yeah! I'm on my New York shit Run up in The Tunnel catch a New York vick O.D.B. reppin New York sick Shit you want the truth take
Shady is (CRAZY!!!) (Madd Rapper) Yo yo, i wish I'd been aborted My pockets got a shortage Everything I wanna floss I can't afford it I'm tryin to sell a O
would look out for the evil eye Now Mrs. Bailey took a nap at three o'clock each day We knew that she'd be a'sleeping as the plans got underway Now
12 bars for that bitch he won't live through that Even a nigga with a ten-year bid knew that Put a gun in his mouth yeah, yeah do that He a pussy (sniff
gu,gu,gu, G-Unit I got a hundred guns and a hundred clips Nigga I'm in New York (New York) I ride Wit a hundred Bloods and a hundred Crips, Whenever
'd be wealthy Can't forget my first day at school Got stabbed in the head with a pencil, but it's cool Get my education A job and a family, a good
a workin on the chain gang She was a mean, vicious woman Every day 'fore suppertime She'd go down by the truck patch And pick herself a mess o' pokl
D.A.'s on the roof, tryin to, watch us and knock us And killer coppers, even come through in helicopters I drink a little vodka, spark a L and hold a
A,B,C's Ringtone by PRODIGY Complimentary "A,B,C's" Ringtone A,B,C's Ringtone by PRODIGY [Young P:] Ayo daddy show these mothafucka's how we do it
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