Up and down Up and down Rush, don't crush Up and down Up and down Rush, don't crush Up and down Up and down Rush, don't crush Up and down Up and down
Got To Give It Up To The Mid-West, Who Made 'Em Pick Up The Page Before They Get Left, Get A Little Bit Of Twista And Hit That, Roll It Up With Some
hitting the flow and pushin' me down is two cops I'm back on the block and sellin' my rocks But niggas gettin' jealous They gave me a brew, and hit me
bless da 40 ounce! [Wish] Bone's gettin' drunk and freakin' hoes I'm chillin' with my niggas as I bless my forty O's I'm poppin' off the cap, I down my shit and
up world 'Cause it's the end of the world [x2] [Bizzy Bone] And trouble may come and sometimes You'll get pulled over by one time And when the 1999
Well Ali Baba had them forty thieves Scheherezad-ie had a thousand tales But master you in luck 'cause up your sleeves You got a brand of magic never
presidential, canidate with the sprinkles and the presidental, ice that'll offend you In due time when crime fleas my mind All sneak thieves and playa
ve seen niggaz tied up Handcuffed and ????, cold crisis is live when drugs supply driver The Millenium drives up, rimes and my blinds ya eyes temporarily Nas and
nigga got to give it up to the Midwest who made 'em pick up the page before they get left get a little bit of Twista and hit that roll it up with some
there's no place safe where they can go? And trouble may come and some time You'll get pulled over by one time And when in 1999 rewinds did'n even make
place safe where they can go [Bizzy Bone] And trouble may come and sometimes You'll get pulled over by one-time And when the 1999 rewinds, you didn't
lookin for shit that really ain't there, I'm a idious what you makin my nigga, you better just stay in your square, And I'm here the Killas and Thieves
and get it, 'cause we still five, live, and vicious. Don't get it twisted, muthafucka. Run up on it whenever ya wanna get down and dirty. Still stand
pestilence and plagues If I ever lay, may they cover me with weed, ash, hip and sage Merry thug raid, may they bust in gauge Merry judge pray, when they lower my cage And
funeral parlor and shit Life is a bitch, some go down, tryin to make it rich Some say "fuck it", and start takin shit Sometimes I wish, when
clownest one, you made up, about to get ate up A buck fifty on each side of your face, now lay up Pay up, before you get your fan sprayed up You know