Midnight Marauders

Midnight Marauders I missed the days the squad had a packed out roster Unfortunately none of my niggas knew to keep it holstered Blood got split so the street looking much colder Midnight Marauders I missed the days the squad had a packed out roster Unfortunately none of my niggas knew to keep it holstered Blood got split so the street looking much colder Terrified ay, So Terrified Terrified ay, So Terrified A nigga terrified his block about to get coloured They separate all your body parts like the whites and coloured So untethered no inch given to killers and scammers Boy we deadly hammers We ain't no Marvel niggas Beat you black and blue Your bitch marvelled nigga Thought you could be slick like a Blue Beetle But we tore out your wings No need for chings We do it face to face, Mortal Kombat You ain't no Gyspy King, ain't no comeback I don't wanna hear no backchat We comeback with the damn strap We comeback hit the damn strap You better chill out with the chat, chat I don't really think you know bout the South West SW Carry blades like PDWs Nah Capped Take out your circle Take personal offense Take personal offense It was tense, situations it was tense Niggas be skipping school, how you get left in past tense Can't believe so many young men filled with killing intent So much bloodshed, lowkey stopped feeling like a fucking event Mamas tried to give us the Bible But we all lowkey feeling like fallen angel is our title That's when we started to maraud through the night Wondering who's gonna get us live tonight Who gonna force us to show the might tonight Midnight Marauders Midnight Marauders Midnight Marauders I missed the days, the squad had a packed out roster Unfortunately none of my niggas knew to keep it holstered Blood got split, so the street looking much colder Midnight Marauders I missed the days, the squad had a packed out roster Unfortunately none of my niggas knew to keep it holstered Blood got split, so the street looking much colder Much colder, much colder, much older We figured out we shouldn't listen to the olders Now we stuck with a lonely roster Now we stuck with a lonely roster But I'm lone Power Ranger Call me Merrick I don't do shit for your merit Nigga pipe down Nigga pipe down that ego Promise to you you better kill it Or I might switch up Pick up your ashes, We might just bill it We might just bill it But I know that hothead tempo Really needs some chilling Really needs some chilling Looking at everybody else Where they winning Where they winning