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Bizzy:
Yeah, this for all you non-believers, especially
out in the C-O. Man, fuck y'all niggas.
Yeah, I'm (tatted) so when I die, you can see
what's deep in my eye [my eye].
Maje$ty:
7 Sign . . .
Bizzy:
Voodoo got you, too, who shot you, who pop you,
glock you and stop you [stop you, stop you].
Voodoo got you, too, who shot you, who glock you,
pop you and stop you [stop you, stop you].
Nigga, this Mo Thug and we can get fucked-up even
if I'm under surveillance, I watch out, wanna win,
and fuck 'em up daily, throwin' up 7, what am I
yellin'? Murderer. Nigga, once you come must be
like crazy if you [Muthafucka, don't play me] play
me. Nigga, not today. I see you but you can't see
me. I know with all of government and, yes, this
will get crazy and blow [bomb, bomb, bomb, bomb].
Maje$ty:
Got your mind blown, vocal tones keep it sewn,
blastin' out your stereos or your headphones. The
roots exploited clones; therefore, it's my job to
describe the loudness, the habitat of rap survival
kit. Artistic skin abrasion, so when 'em fadin' my
worldly reflections, it's magnified to new levels
of elevation.
Bizzy:
Seven sign, seven, seven sign, seven, seventh
sign, C-O.
Yeah, now y'all know, yeah.
Yeah, I'm tatted so when I die, you can see
what's deep in my eye [my eyes, my eyes].
Now, voodoo got you, then, who shot you, who pop
you, glock you and stop you [stop you, stop you].
Look who got you, too, who shot you, who pop you,
glock you and stop you [stop you, stop you].
Bizzy:
The Rip here to run in the street, and flippin'
on police, yeah they know me, I'm not lonely,
only, show me when the smoke clears, and at least
I had my homie and a nigga, K, homie. All bitches,
look into it as you want the real killa? Well,
pull out your pistol, bitch, and shoot it, shoot
it. And you knew it, too, when, when you looked in
my eyes, I'm ready to die. And I hope my mama
really loves me, 'cause daddy's bye-bye. Inner
pride with the Ripsta, let 'em hit ya with the
scripture, picture me loc'd out and smoked out
with a half of fifth of (?).
Maje$ty:
Three sixty-five out of all the round trees,
they'll be Japanese, Maje$ty's corruptin' record
companies. Nigga, jump for cheese, catch sub-zero
freeze and crack once the atmosphere brings the
temperature back, slacks only in dress pants, have
you ever danced with the devil in pale moonlight?
I have. Hollywood niggas make me laugh. Sell a
dream to 'em. Cash, no royality, grab they royal
keys and dash. My overhead projects how ends meet
to get fouled or ejected, lyrics was selected
beyond my control, last door on the totem pole,
pockets swoll from tape residue, last interview at
Wendy's, Dave Thomas made a promise to let down
smooth criminals gently if I'm fittin' to grab
your earlobe and billion, this is big business,
buy tapes, don't lend, niggas lent (?) while I
scrap change for phillies, why grill me? Got
bigger balls to chase waterfalls with Chili,
explore on four wheels or foot, I bring it to that
ass over the hook so when you slip, gossip. I ride
up on it. I had to maintain my mental frame, and
now I'm Boneless, word sound 'til I'm foamin'.
Cybergenics wanted my genes for clonin'. Disownin'
heads like Romans fight rubber Trojans. More than
civil suits make my longevity boost, articles and
promotions make me more potent. Deadly to the
mind, 'causin' somethin' to be blind, redefine
lines entertwined with all mankind. Would that
rain outshine divine Maje$ty shame, the boogie
down Bronx is where the heart still remain.
Bizzy:
I'm a let a nigga know, you know what I'm sayin',
just right off the bat. I gives a fuck about no
nigga. Don't be no (corvie)-ass nigga. I'm tryin'
to tell niggas that off the rip, off the rippa,
baby.
[I must be losin' my mind . . .] I must be.
Where's the mob? Find your specialty, let's give
this nigga a job. Is you ready for jail? Yes and
no, but somebody's gonna try to rob. We can spar,
but you gon' drop [drop], I'm a bomb, ready for
war, will I p-pop pop, better look out for miles,
been doomed since the womb. Will he put me in my
tomb? I've been thuggin' so assume when I enter
your room, boom. Stomped through Compton and
cities y'all ain't never heard of, and listen, I
bet there's thousand people screamin' out murder,
murderin' ya. Hypnotized, took off my shirt, I got
a (?). I'm tatted so when I die you can see what's
deep my eyes. Trues ride but trues die, my nigga,
don't cry, I shedded my last tear when I found out
love was a lie. So I try, but it ain't nothin' for
my mental. So piss off my pencil, and I blast,
dash in a rental. One nigga got (?) and off he in
a trap with sawed-off they took a chance and lost,
let's spray AK and make gangsta gone, don't finish
the wars when they ain't over, I love you thugs,
but all them skelet
ons got so close and they got so (?) if it ain't
(?), this family that don't give a fuck who you
are. It ain't nothin' like some trouble. How
close? How far [how far, how far]?
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