Lyrics:
niggas think you really got them guts
To walk up to his house, knock on his door
Let 'em feel the buckshots of a twelve gauge
Backed up by an A-K
'Fore
the Range, empty out the ashtray
A glass of 'Ze make a man Cassius Clay
Red dot plots, murder schemes, thirty-two shotguns
Regulate with my dunn's, 17 rocks
they on me she jumped right in
The mood I stood by the
Deep end then jumped right in the
Pool I can still pull
To the trenches day n night with the
Crew
know I got enough guns to wreck a nation
Any nigga wave a tec at mase, and, have a explanation
You bring your crew and em and I'm doin em
Then I'm
pain will be my story.
(This pain will be my story)
Who took the chicken from the plate, and
put it in the fridge? (Shaggy 2 Dope did)
Who took
Yeah Yeah yeah
Whole Crew Whole Crew
Yeah Yeah And I just Love
Whole Crew
When the enemy bring his whole crew
It's just a bigger piece of hate for
Verse 2: Books
Aiyo well here's the story, niggas is sleepin, nighty nighty
Lord almighty, I'm bringin it live G, see I be
flippin and rippin
my own crew
Betrayed by the ones I saved what I'm gone do
Warn all who hear this so that they don't follow suit
Be careful of the people you allow
my own crew
Betrayed by the ones I saved what I'm gone do
Warn all who hear this so that they don't follow suit
Be careful of the people you allow
and rollin mad trees
Paranoid on point and now I see who's who
This thing was fake ones outta the immediate crew
Life I take one if you jeopardise my do
jumping off the roof,
In the cadillac run up on you with the crew,
I am one of one and there can never be two,
We just having fun and we gonna do what we
Fuck wit me
Get two sides
I am not the one like the ones that ya use to
Livin' like a nigga get two lives
I dont fear death
What could they do to me
way)
Cause I got nuttin to lose, suttin to prove, I'm screamin' EASTSIDE
(EASTSIDE!!!)
While I dump on you dudes (Dip-Set!)
And what we live by (yeah),
gon' rule like me
Keep it true like me, Cole you might be
Like the new Ice Cube, meets the new Ice-T
Meets 2 Live Crew, meets the new Spike Lee
Meets
their crew is abused
By the views of the humans who move as invalids
I’m just who’s moving the verse
And who passes the word to the masses (Master)
Fuck
party with the crew
Tellem all come through
We at the beach with a helluva view
Ay
Blame who i blame you
You got me on it all night
I’m glad i brang 2
It
no history's no future, despair in their face/
The ones who get beat up by police and toy cops/
like my boys got victims of boycotts/
you claim they're
one
I rhyme about what I want to, microphone 1-2
You're doin' like lesser than a bomb do
T-H-E M-C O-F R-A-P T-O L-double O-K
A-T I-N T-H-E
a count of two
Hit the peace pot, folded hands for deep plots
Manifestos told by monastery monks I eavesdropped
Stand in street spots, smoke until I make my
Prince, James Brown
Logic be walkin' out on stage in a white blouse
With two tigers next to him and dolphins behind him
Overnight, we ain't make it
And the beats are usually done by duro and clue
Who in the hell wanna battle, the ill mathematical?
My motherfuckin' brain is IBM compatible
Techniques are
We be the ones who always smoking doja
D-Loc and Johnny Richter yo I thought we told ya
Kingspade crew and you know we takin' over
Sub Noize
how blood drys as a mother cries
Open eyes gettin' landed on by flys
There's no disguise for the ones who harassin'
The reason for the illin' is
after bitch, city after city
And I still treat'em shitty
Tell it to ya face yo, no lie
Everyday I live my life like the world 'bout to die
(Shaggy 2
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