) In the kitchen tryna cook myself up a couple of pounds (pounds) With a 4 gallon pot, a beaker kit and B-12 (twelve) Try to whip me up a 5 piece my muthafuckin
fury Will block the shots, that's simple, I dented a tomb for style A toast to the death of my foes, respect violence, the criminal codes Hammer smack a
just saggin I betcha don't wanna see the D-O double G And you can't see, the D-R to the E Or my motherfuckin homey D.O.C. You know you can't fuck with
should feel The way they feel themselves, Rich men think that happiness Is a million dollar bills, So how come most of them O.D. On sleeping pills, Eye
12 bars for that bitch he won't live through that Even a nigga with a ten-year bid knew that Put a gun in his mouth yeah, yeah do that He a pussy (sniff
My cause is deep, I keep prowl while you're asleep (Yes!) Cause me and Promoe, keep a low pro A big bro catch us on a satellite photo So when the punk
* I'm great distance like AT&T I stroke like a butterfly, sting like a bee Yo I Fades Them All like my man Mally G Whip a nigga ass for free And makin
there's no army to stop a big invasion? Who'd clean the bogs and sweep the floors? We'd have all immigration. Who'd pull the pint at the local pub? Where
let me get 'em daddy - yo, yo, yo U-N-T-O-U-C-H, A-B-L-E-S Sheek the new Elliott Ness (no doubt) Nigga, Bloodline, D-Block; two of the best Hang the
with a militant mind Gotta hit it, will die in a minute, did he feel it? Well then get it Rewind, you just trippin' on a nigga tryin' to shine But I'm
doctors I'd have already died But I'm back, darker than a pitch-black night With a track and a mic [Chorus x2: ShoGun Assason (Frukwan)] Man Only Fears
blinds Behind your door, you want war? Don't think so, you know my M-O Beretta 9, black Rambo Big guns, extra ammo Plus, heavy artillery, D-stream me
on which sailors come home I say -hey baby- I say -hey Betty X (I lean close up to her throat) -this light you are carrying is like a lamp hanging from a
the dope game with the caine and the crack, got a gat 20 sack, Benz and a Cadillac like a mack Uhh, like a mack, uhh, like a mack We're steady bein pimped like a
(First Family) World's Famous. (Firing Squad) Look here." [Chorus: Lil' Fame (Billy Danze)] Its a (cold world) show nuf Its on, its a (cold world)
Blaze me On the job like Dick Tracy Hit the cure for that ill shit like Ben Casey, M.D. Symbolic thrill like god he shocked it Like a finger in a light
(feat. G.O.D. Part III) 41st side [Chorus x2: Prodigy] Prodigy, Rappin' Noyd, H A V O C "Rep The QBC", eyes on my enemies, exclusive '96 introducin', (
in bystanders, get cancelled, D.O.A. Around the way where we from Hope the future reduce the rate of those buried young Life is every man's kingdom, a