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  • (feat. Cool Whip, Havoc, Tragedy, Raekwon, Freddie Foxxx)
    [Chorus]
    One time, one time, one time
    Styles kinda different but let's be specific [x2]
    [Funkmaster Flex]
    This is flavor right here, 60 minutes, y'all
    [Cool Whip]
    You'se just wasn't ready for real, so here's the deal
    No type remorse when I pull skill, kill you and your fuking horse
    I'm in the midst of musical moments
    Lyrical guns bust, Bible's you trust and body clocks turn to dust
    Explain and slain, you turn slave, you're like Batman
    Running to your ***** ass Batcave
    Be aware when you witness and turn ?like Burger maids?
    Got you swimming while you're dreaming and Cool Whip seamen
    Headaches are like earthquakes, break you down
    And crying out for you ladies, muthafuking crybaby
    [Chorus]
    [Havoc]
    Foot up ? fitted if you got work
    We lying in ?sooken? put you on your back, sent you on your way
    Yo, good looking, never catching the cap, the horns
    In your louis in Brooklyn
    Getting ?toer? from the fo'er wit the dress stower
    Got the 80, oh don't think ?st.? nickel want to roll up
    Get your muthafuking **** swoll up
    Now it's back to Queens to serve fiends
    Making t's for enemies, my eyes on my enemies
    Sipping Hennessey wit my mind on some crime ****
    One time searching me but never ever find ****
    It's the everyday, get the loot then breeze
    Still my goal is to leave out of state, push keys
    [Tragedy]
    The Queen's nation, representation, I represent
    Bulletproof, 3 and a quarter, chrome rims and tint
    Forever bent off the hen demon, ****** is scheming
    My crews mega wit more gunplay then Sega
    Pick up the celleur, call Capone-N-Noreaga
    The nickel plated auto when I rip for dolo
    Fuk one time, I'm bucking back at the poo-poo
    Mr Dany got me acting like that
    Squeeze macs outta state, ?sacs? one in your tracks
    I'm addicted to the CREAM, I need cheese and stacks
    So I'm a die trying wit AK's and Macs
    [Chorus]
    [Raekwon]
    Yo, yea, yea, word up kid, word up, check it, check it, yo
    It's the key money, time to get the stacks and maintain
    Analyze papes, staying drape wit heavy chains
    The Clan has built, pouring armaretta's in milk
    Rap skin kilt flex nothing but fly silk
    For real, Shaolin, house of whylin', house medallion
    Peace to cats profiling on the island
    Walk the view, play the view, cash in my crew
    If I feel shyst, watch the ice turn blue
    But for now, milk the cow wit the know how
    Chef be on the low down, sidewalk chalk wit the White Owls
    He, yo, ****** who bless cassettes
    Peace my ******, one love to Funkmaster Flex
    [Freddie Foxx]
    I'm in the hole ***** knocking in sing-sing
    Barefoot in draws from jacking yours ***** cuz you saw
    99 pushups, I'm fiending for the mic
    I'm starting to bug the fuk out, I'm stomping on mice
    They feed me like an animal, my style is mad wild
    Now back in population, I refuse to crack a smile
    Ever since I blew trial, my attitude is fuked up
    Anybody say **** to me is getting stuffed up
    Petty **** dealers, pimps and big playas
    Foxx got the black rock down to rhymesayer
    I'm born on one's crafty shank ripping skulls
    Chopping mad ****** to the blade is mad dull
    [Chorus]
  • (feat. Cool Whip, Havoc, Tragedy, Raekwon, Freddie Foxxx)
    [Chorus]
    One time, one time, one time
    Styles kinda different but let's be specific [x2]
    [Funkmaster Flex]
    This is flavor right here, 60 minutes, y'all
    [Cool Whip]
    You'se just wasn't ready for real, so here's the deal
    No type remorse when I pull skill, kill you and your fuking horse
    I'm in the midst of musical moments
    Lyrical guns bust, Bible's you trust and body clocks turn to dust
    Explain and slain, you turn slave, you're like Batman
    Running to your ***** ass Batcave
    Be aware when you witness and turn ?like Burger maids?
    Got you swimming while you're dreaming and Cool Whip seamen
    Headaches are like earthquakes, break you down
    And crying out for you ladies, muthafuking crybaby
    [Chorus]
    [Havoc]
    Foot up ? fitted if you got work
    We lying in ?sooken? put you on your back, sent you on your way
    Yo, good looking, never catching the cap, the horns
    In your louis in Brooklyn
    Getting ?toer? from the fo'er wit the dress stower
    Got the 80, oh don't think ?st.? nickel want to roll up
    Get your muthafuking **** swoll up
    Now it's back to Queens to serve fiends
    Making t's for enemies, my eyes on my enemies
    Sipping Hennessey wit my mind on some crime ****
    One time searching me but never ever find ****
    It's the everyday, get the loot then breeze
    Still my goal is to leave out of state, push keys
    [Tragedy]
    The Queen's nation, representation, I represent
    Bulletproof, 3 and a quarter, chrome rims and tint
    Forever bent off the hen demon, ****** is scheming
    My crews mega wit more gunplay then Sega
    Pick up the celleur, call Capone-N-Noreaga
    The nickel plated auto when I rip for dolo
    Fuk one time, I'm bucking back at the poo-poo
    Mr Dany got me acting like that
    Squeeze macs outta state, ?sacs? one in your tracks
    I'm addicted to the CREAM, I need cheese and stacks
    So I'm a die trying wit AK's and Macs
    [Chorus]
    [Raekwon]
    Yo, yea, yea, word up kid, word up, check it, check it, yo
    It's the key money, time to get the stacks and maintain
    Analyze papes, staying drape wit heavy chains
    The Clan has built, pouring armaretta's in milk
    Rap skin kilt flex nothing but fly silk
    For real, Shaolin, house of whylin', house medallion
    Peace to cats profiling on the island
    Walk the view, play the view, cash in my crew
    If I feel shyst, watch the ice turn blue
    But for now, milk the cow wit the know how
    Chef be on the low down, sidewalk chalk wit the White Owls
    He, yo, ****** who bless cassettes
    Peace my ******, one love to Funkmaster Flex
    [Freddie Foxx]
    I'm in the hole ***** knocking in sing-sing
    Barefoot in draws from jacking yours ***** cuz you saw
    99 pushups, I'm fiending for the mic
    I'm starting to bug the fuk out, I'm stomping on mice
    They feed me like an animal, my style is mad wild
    Now back in population, I refuse to crack a smile
    Ever since I blew trial, my attitude is fuked up
    Anybody say **** to me is getting stuffed up
    Petty **** dealers, pimps and big playas
    Foxx got the black rock down to rhymesayer
    I'm born on one's crafty shank ripping skulls
    Chopping mad ****** to the blade is mad dull
    [Chorus]