Fake thug, no love, you get the slug, CB4 Gusto Your luck low, I didn't know 'til I was drunk though You freak ****** played out, get ****** an' ate out Prostitute turned *****, I got the gauge out 96 ways I made out, Montana way The Good F-E-L-L-A, verbal AK spray Dipped attache, jumped out the Range, empty out the ashtray A glass of 'Ze make a man Cassius Clay Red dot plots, murder schemes, thirty-two shotguns Regulate wit my dunns, 17 rocks gleam from one ring Yo, let me let y'all ****** know one thing There's one life, one love, so there can only be one King The highlights of livin', Vegas style, roll dice in linen Antera spinnin' on Milleniums, twenty G bets I'm winnin' them, threats I'm sendin' them Lex with TV sets, the minimum, ill *** adrenaline Party with villains, a case of Demi-Sec to chase the Henny Wet any clique, with the semi-tech, who want it? Diamonds, I flaunt it, chickenheads flock, I lace 'em Fried broiled with basil, taste 'em, crack the legs Way out of formation, it's horizontal how I have 'em ******' me in the Benz wagon Can it be Vanity from Last Dragon? Grab your gun, it's on though **** is grimy, real ****** buck in broad daylight With the broke Mac, it won't spray right Don't give a **** who they hit as long as the drama's lit Yo, overnight thugs bug 'cause they ain't promised **** Hungry ass hooligans stay on that piranha **** I never sleep 'cause sleep is the cousin of death I ain't the type of brother made for you to start testin' I never sleep 'cause sleep is the cousin of death I ain't the type of brother made for you to start testin' I never sleep 'cause sleep is the cousin of death I ain't the type of brother made for you to start testin' I never sleep 'cause sleep is the cousin of death I ain't the type of brother made for you to start testin' I peeped you frontin', I was in the Jeep Sunk in the seat, tinted with heat, beats bumpin' Across the street, you was wildin' Talkin' 'bout how you ran the Island in '89 Layin' up, playin' the yard with crazy shine I cocked a baby 9, that ***** grave be mine Clanked him, what was he thinkin'? On my corner when it's 'Pay me time' Dug 'em, you owe me, cousin, somethin' told me, Plug him So dumb, felt my leg burn, then it got numb Spun around an' shot one, heard shots an' dropped, son Caught a hot one, somebody take this biscuit 'Fore the cops come Then they came askin' me my name, what the ****? I got stitched up an' went through Left the hospital that same night, what? Got my gat back, time to backtrack I had to drop so how the **** I get clapped? Black was in the Jeep watchin' all these scenes speed by It was a brown Datsun an' yo, nobody in my hood got one That clown *****'s through, blazin' at his crew daily The 'Bridge touched me up severely, hear me? So when I rhyme, it's sincerely yours Be lightin' Ls, sippin' Coors on all floors in project halls Contemplatin' war, ******, I was cool with before We used to score together, Uptown coppin' the raw But uhh, a thug changes an' love changes An' best friends become strangers, word up Y'all know my steelo There ain't an army that could strike back Y'all know my steelo There ain't an army that could strike back Y'all know my steelo There ain't an army that could strike back Y'all know my steelo There ain't an army that could strike back Yo, to them thug ****** gettin' it on in the world, you know? To them ****** that's locked down Doin' they thing survivin', ya' knowmsayin'? To my thorough ******, New York an' world wide Yo, to the Queensbridge Militia 96 ****, The Firm clique, 'Illmatic', ***** 'It Was Written' though It's been a long time comin' Y'all fake ******, tryin' to copy Better come with the real though Fake ass ******, yo They throw us slugs, we throwin' 'em back, what? Bring the ****, man, live, man **** that, son, 96 ****
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