It's the end of the road, It's like the red moon, over Tibet, theory of the 12 monkeys, left in this cold war hungry, we kill over blood money, the cops
speed of a cheetah The site (I can't see) of a falcon (my arms) Strength (what's happenin to me) of a hundred guerillas (What's gonna happen?) Welcome
A.'s on the roof, tryin to, watch us and knock us And killer coppers, even come through in helicopters I drink a little vodka, spark a L and hold a Glock
got, I spend it and toss around New York it's time we flip it, where you from? Ladies, it's time we flip it, where you from? Now tell me who was the true
catchin' feelin's Street dreams are made of these Thugs drop Beemers wit' three-hundred E's A drug dealer's destiny is reachin' a ki Everybody's lookin
heart now my papers starting to match it I stack til they capture me and kept a bottle of half-a-G And sold 20's while I rap to beast My wifey beef over
only life I know I live by the code style it's mad P.L.O... Iranian thoughts and cover like an Arabian Grab a nigga on the spot and put a nine to his
My voodoo make 'em sick Tricky: Now when people got a good thing they want to make it a bigger thing Bullet proof from the truth Now it's gone to far
work like we was Trader Joe's from Cisco optimo, now it's X-O fightin my [???] for death pray it's my brother that's kept when you owe, pay ya debt an
s right!!!) There doing you wrong [BK:] (Ok!!! That's right!!!) Just cause I'm guilty [BK:] (Ok!!! That's right!!!) Don't live it all [BK:] (Ok!!! That's right!!! A
: (feat. Big L, McGruff, I Born, C.L. Smooth) [Big L] Check it out now Big L Corleone (no doubt), Flamboyant Entertainment (uh-huh) One love to my big
We came a long way from free lunch Stashin mack's in the tree trunks Crashin Ac's and hazardous acts, ghetto bastard Pos-ses a mack, alligator hats Cheese
, homey (it's Saturday Night) In Houston, dogg (it's Saturday Night) In Miami, mate (it's Saturday Night) In Atlanta, shorty (it's Saturday Night) In
what time it is! Xzibit steps up to the mic layin down the hard-core, real raw, underground My name is KRS-One, and it's REAL!! [Xzibit] Well it's
's go nigga, this is what it is Tupac cut his head bald Then you wanna cut yo' head bald (You PUSSY Nigga!) Tupac wear a bandana You wan' wear a bandana
times ill) Rest in peace O.D.B. (La the Dark, Sun large) GZA, Ras Kass, yeah (what's up, Wu-Universal) Legendary... [Scaramanga Shallah] Now it's the
reflection of guns in his eyes, we all lie And this is Wu-Tang, cargo wit my hook hand L.A. story, flip a nickel, the book stand It's full of crooks
a killer, so they can kill you Yo Sedeck, do me a favor yo Yo tell everybody on this side of the stage To just move back a little cuz it's about to get