barrel taste when I let the hammer go [Verse 2] See the game is cold the strangers bold to make my temperature frigider Ain't no hide away you can die
in a forrest, dare come around here I'm a country nigga, don't take me for no bammer When I say I use my hammer I ain't talkin 'bout no hammer Smoke lye
shouts] You fuck around I catch a felony... Now! - Che-che-che-che- check out my melody! {LET'S GO! } [Chorus:] Since a little nigga I been on my own
Hallelujah time! As they go singing by and by: Hallelujah time! Oh, "hallelujah" singing in the morning. Hallelujah time! Let them sing; don't let them cry. Over rocks
to go insane Trying to get the workers out the way of the train Engineer blows the whistle loud and long Can't stop the train, gotta let it roll on
Rock That, Oh Yeah Pop That Back (Make That Thing Go Blauw) Uh Hum Shoot That Put It On The Hammer Look Right In The Camera Hit The Canon (Make That Thing Go
ain't got a weapon I'ma pick up a rock And when I bust yo ass I'm gonna continue to rock Getcha ass of the wall with your two left feet It's real easy
or Die, Double R What Better keep your hammer right by your side [Verse 3: Eve] I'm a savage bitch Ain't nobody gettin' close to this And ain't nobody
nna hold my hammer up, and my pants too If they don't kill me, they gon' give me a number I can't do Rather it be the streets, then jail where I die at
wrong You done slipped down a bid, got caught with the hammer Steal banners, medical examiners, clocked live hammers For real, you a live nigga, rock
Now I'm try'nna hold my hammer up, and my pants too If they don't kill me, they gon' give me a number I can't do Rather it be the streets, then jail where
t sing you no love song You either love me Or you don't You're either rollin tonight Or you won't She likes the style Cause it don't bullshit around Tounge
and steel, they look real But I wouldn't just toss em under your bed That's how you get an axe to the forehead (oww) And don't let em sit around all
likely Ya packin' a sword and a bat But me I'm runnin' across the chessboard with a gat, ain't that ya queen I don't gotta play this game clean But I'
Yo, yo I can't, won't, don't stop rockin to the rhythm Droppin wisdom, for my niggas locked in prison For those on the streets, rock ir in your system
Yo ain't nothin but trouble God When I kick in the door with D-Block, Bravehearts and the Double R Don't make me let the machine off This is methadone
nigga You know how I go, word up, let's go {Three minutes left...} [Raekwon] Before all the cussing and the gunfights Don't wanna run Nikes, yeah, scramble
