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Fiend

Richard "Ricky" Jones (born May 13, 1976), better known by his stage names Fiend or International Jones is an American rapper and producer best known for his time spent with Master P's No Limit Records. Fiend was also briefly a member of DMX's label Ruff Ryders Entertainment, and is currently signed to Jet Life Recordings under Warner Bros. more »

Year:

1998

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[Featuring see Murder  Fiend  Mr. Serv On  Silkk] 
[Silkk] 
Huh  what! 
These niggas have got me so and so. 
Shit they can't get out of. 
Man  shit. 
Picture I got my niggas Gambinos. 
Serv On  Fiend. 
The whole No Limit niggas behind me. 
This ain't about no rappin no more. 
F*ck that. 
Why y'all want to start with us? 
F*ck a rap  f*ck a rhyme nigga  f*ck a dollar. 
I gots to get a nigga now. 
This ain't no motherfuckin threat. 
This some real shit bitch. 
I'm military minded, motherfuckin livin the life of a soldier 
I gots to eat, now picture streets keep a nigga like me rollin 
So y'all done f*ck with my dollars now I gotta take off my suit and my 
tie 
Bitch every nigga that f*ck with my click, automatically them niggas 
goin have to die 
They done f*ck with my dogs and I gotta break jaws like I break laws 
Got them niggas all fucked up havin them have to sip through a straw 
Walk up to his casket nigga laughing, put a slug up in his jacket 
Tell him if I ever see him again even if it's hell, I think about it 
started blasting 
Oh they don't know, but I bet they goin know now 
When I get to bust niggas duck, ????????? 
The rubbers still there, then they confined to a wheelchair 
Is he asleep, wakin him up, remember me 
I go to war 
[C-Murder] 
I make em bleed nigga 
Nigga what nigga 
Make em bleed nigga 
Nigga what 
Watch my enemies bleed nigga 
Make em bleed nigga 
Make my enemies bleed 
Watch em bleed nigga 
What nigga what 
Make em bleed nigga 
Hm, watch my enemies bleed nigga 
Watch em bleed 
[Fiend] 
??????, womp womp 
Them bullets that ricochet have them niggas chomp chomp 
And that goes for anybody that want to do sumpn sumpn 
ain't no almost dyin for nothing 
No lying or bluffin boy, I'm high and I'm dumpin niggas 
Soldiers prepare for war and rest in peace 
??????, so run up the streets 
Showin up for heat, makin it hot until it burns 
Steady combat for sure it better to learn 
Capital F-I E-N last letter D 
ain't no nigga out here goin up and wetter me 
Fiend, Silkk The Shocker, Gambinos and Mr. Serv 
Smokin away our nerves, compressions and by the bird 
You ain't heard, on the one seven them niggas do dirt 
And I bet my serve occur y'all felt my every word 
When I observe love to see you coppers solve me 
Remember I see murder before murder done saw me 
[Mr. Serv-On] 
Now motherfucker ask yourself, do you want your motherfuckin life to 
be fair 
I didn't think so, when I close my eyes and crush my tank 
You better pray to your favorite saint that I'm shooting blanks 
Sorry for you, that ain't possible 
Cause when Pheno get Gotti to go to war to be between us nigga, it 
ain't droppable 
If it's possible before the trip 
Let me split your chest so I can feel the stress you feel when you 
look me eye to eye 
Surprise, everybody around me tonight without a tank dies 
Until you cowards realize my military intellect 
Engraved to me like a dead nigga name on a bitch neck 
Select one more three and you get a nigga like me 
The S to the E to the are to the V 
Believe in this war shit you better believe that bitch 
Get against the war I'm do or die, battle ready 
Always holding this motherfucking tank steady 
[C-Murder] 
Nigga I make em bleed nigga 
Nigga nigga what 
Make em bleed nigga 
Huh, I make my enemies bleed nigga 
Nigga make em bleed nigga 
Make em bleed 
Make em bleed 
[Pheno] 
Deliver me father from this war all my enemies wicked devils with 
shovels 
want to destroy me over jealousy 
Losing my faith, my every step I see a stumble 
So much envy from niggas who hold they nuts wishing I crumble 
When they start some hell 
Try to escape the shadow of my death 
Know that it's coming for me could be my last final breath 
How long will it last 
Till my fortyfive is empty 
Got no mercy for niggas I'm innocent till proven guilty 
Who the f*ck niggas takin us for 
Better be ready for war 
Cause I'm clutching uzi machines to blow up your car 
(BOOM!!!) 
[Gotti] 
Let the tables turn nigga, deadly bullets burn 
When will you bitch niggas learn you got to earn your stripes 
Nigga my life ain't right 
It's quite bland living on the streets, I'm playin for keeps 
I never let you bitch made niggas worry me 
I got a team of young breeders catch us killing machines 
Quick to run up your dreams 
With fully automatic mini fourteens by any means 
We bloodin up your scene, talkin bout beef 
I take this war shit deep, ready to die 
For what I believe is mine, see the money in my eye 
Goin squeeze the four five and I'm blastin till my last day 
Label me a thug breeder till my grave 
[C-Murder] 
I make em bleed nigga 
What what what 
Make em bleed nigga 
Nigga what 
I make my enemies bleed 
Nigga what 
Make em bleed nigga 
My enemies goin bleed 
I make em bleed nigga 
Nigga what nigga what 
Make em bleed nigga 
I watch my enemies bleed nigga 
Huh, watch em bleed 
My enemies goin bleed 

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