2 out of the five of these fuses are wired live, if I wanna survive I gotta FIND THOSE DETONATORS! [Verse 1: El-P] Broken and bleeding writer dash of
: [B.G.] What's happenin main? This B. Gizzle Your number one original hot boy...ya heard and I got Collipark Music...They got me bouncin' wit dis one
: [Mac] Yeah, yeah, big Mac and the B.G. You can't see me It's like that in 96 y'all U.P.T. connect Keepin' it real Give em a lil respect We doin' it
Yeah, let's blow somethin Roll up somethin Ha Hold it up Hold it up [E.K.R.] Shoot the gift [Steele] 1-2 Turn my mic up [Steele] Yeah, champion sound, number
Heavy in the game *1 [Lady Levi] Who da bumba claat him a come try take mine? Oooh, me see you rushin up *1 I throw 'im blood claat P.M. to A.M. All
Some n-ggas say thats there spot we gon kill 'em It's all simple math, now add it to automatic It's filled to the tip of the clip I let it rip Now run
I watch ya duck from the buckshots [Bizzy] I got some unfinsihed business So won't ya's come up with me K, bring the P-U-M-P Lay, bring the G-A-G-E '
in the grave [Bizzy Bone] Make up the dummy to make up me money, weed run me And headed for broke, smokin' the bong Hit that bong wrong, make a me cough
: [Layzie] Creepin' up outta the woods, gotta give love to my hood Smoke, and I choke, and I creep on a come up Niggas be tryin run up, but I bust, and
called ya cell and ya home and still i sit here alone boy u got me wonderin where u at where u goin and where u been here i go again dialin ya number
I romantically numb, Emotionally drained I came here just so I can come, Theres nothing on the God son that I haven't done, I got a lot of problems, getting p
up in bed next to his best friend Derick bare naked chicka chicka chicka .. Janean just turned 16 and used a fake id To sneak in V.I.P. to see R. Kelly
wit the scum Show me the money, I'll show you a gun, motherfucker SP'll spin the corner while you parle' with dun I clap you, I clap him, and thats rule number
Ghostface Killah] Run! If you sell drugs in the school zone Run! If you gettin' chased with no shoes on Run! Fuck that! Run! Cops got, guns! They givin
t wanna merge [Chorus: Ghostface Killah] Run! If you sell drugs in the school zone Run! If you gettin' chased with no shoes on Run! Fuck that! Run! Cops
run from New York cuz I'm alumni The fact I'm in it, half street, half academic I memorize my stash number, the flash number Ya pig stinch, plus your
all of the pigs Just because they tryin to split my wig I'm in custody, L.A.P.D. One more felony, strike number three Twenty-five to life in cell block
