(Holy Matrimony) Letter to the Firm

[Chorus] Uh, I mean damn Me and you forever hand in hand I'm married to The Firm boo, you got ta understand I'll die for em, gimme a chair and then I'll fry for em And if I got ta take the stand, I'ma lie for em It's me and you, hand in hand I'm married to The Firm boo, you got ta understand I'll die for em, gimme a chair and then I'll fry for em And if I got ta take the stand, I'ma lie for em Whattup Firm we got these niggaz cornered, so maintain I got the drugs here, a good amounts the bed behind the back stairs Like twenty grams plus the caravan I left the keys by the safe, erase the phone and flip the license plate Got all the phone calls tapes, and all the weights and ice to get the dough and the guns, and then we straight He had the block locked he knew the spot block On some real web shit to get your spot knocked by killer cops Tryin to get your sh~t rocked, he don't know, cause all along We was plottin to drop on the low, he straight snitch He don't know how it go, he saw Nas in all the Lex Then a triple GS, foreala, I kinda think he got a feeling I'm squealing me and Tone was on the phone Probably thinkin we dealin this bug, make sure Un got all the guns His man Son had the whole mob of arsons runnin through Parsons [Chorus] Check it peep the plot, so when I beep him y'all be creepin Cormega know the spot, diminish him, 'Mega finish him We power, the whole team shinin through like Ma rule Worse come to worse we got shorties layin on forty-first They want The Firm som'in awful, to tax som'in The way we style have a nigga tryin to blast som'in I guess the way we politic em probably got the niggaz I know they layin like "Damn, we got ta stick them niggaz" In due time, they probably see the Apple sour and once, we takin over, they'll realize The World is Ours The faggot niggaz don't deserve bein CREAM A bunch of snitches on the same team, tryin to reign supreme Brooklyn Queens thing, we lionhearted never dear departed I mean You're f~ckin with Scarlett O'Hara Desert em like Sahara, shit you never heard The Firm strictly murderous Gun is out punana, The Firm's First Lady organizer [Chorus] The General, soak time, my partner in crime, Nas and 'Mega Gon' cry together, sh~t get real, we gon' die together I'm like whatever for my team through the cheddah through the CREAM we gonna stay together, it's Doe or Die Through the slanted eyes, I organize family style Lady Godiva, forever Firm Fox Boogie never lonely We were wed in Holy Matrimony, whatever Whichever, however, uhh, Firm style [Chorus]