seven days and seven nights Had several beats and several careers and several fights My lyrical rites make your spine hottest My rhymes stand out like a white boy on
lightning falls On five starred gnat-faced princess The buffalo man shoots at the tin cats Turns and shouts "children, blow your bridges" On
new york and we live for you. Sling for you. My squad struck oil. Now we coppin platinum things. Diamond rings. nice cosy things. And a party for free. From
I gotta little sware when the penetentary Cause on these streets are heaven or hell Now picture me balling I love No Limit like sex and don't plan on falling
on me Watch out boy (boy!) It's comin fast (fast) White lightning's 'bout to strike It don't matter who up in here boy (boy!) There's sixteen inmates
only way to be Silly games that you were playing, empty words we both were saying, Let's work it out boy, let's work it out boy, Any deal that we endeavour
on It can't be erased Tear da club up thugs and fatal On a paper chase When it's on then it's on It can't be erased Tear da club up thugs and fatal We on
pull out and blast you I try to only resort to violence if I have to But man niggaz out here are playing fair So before the odds are even I'm leaving
BROOKLYN Bed-Stuy, teardrop on my left eye Star on the other one, L, we got antoher one "Mama Said Knock You Out", so I'm a do it The South gon' love
same could be said of life. From birth we are threatened and beaten into submission By family, church, school and state. From then on we're easy game
Smith-n-Wess' Now learn the lesson, stop stressin', be true to the game! Mo Thug runnin' everythang, everythang, everythang [TrAc] We are soldiers now (we are soldiers now!) We
with brothers another one bites the dust sneaking up on em an pickin' em dirty indeed breathe, puff where do we go when we do what we do gimme lickety
night, darkness falls down upon us We rise from the fog uncomparable to any other form of life Together we ride by night, unidentified, unseen, unknown Yes we are
tall, and never fall [Kurupt] Quick to get ticked off Every other day, take this wit'cha (wit'cha) The politics stretched out, we all stressed out Do
sword! " "The sword? " "Come on, give me the sword! " "You Wu-Tang... " [Dexter Wiggles:] Yo... here come the enemy And what stands, and we will take
'bloody fractures on my body Bustin out on the public, bringin' the ruckus Screamin, die punk motherfuckers Reminice on how them hoes put the nigga on crutches Smokin' on