[Treach] So niggaz wan' take it there huh? Heh.. See y'all don't know what the fuck goin on I know what time it is yo
It's time to erase a face in force in fact an inferno Rise in my eyes these twin 9'sll make em learn though You poppin plottin plannin half steppin threatenin The streets clap loud like like thunderCLOUDS with the weapon I'm steppin, to clarify, lookin with the hawk in the arrow eye, turn the biggest part of your ass into the narrow side, I'm that case you place, nigga Tie yo' bitch, to the shitter nigga, throw yo' stinkin ass by the liver nigga, need beef, I rag fags Scream peace, get dragged dad Gettin busy like Rashid street, in Baghdad Havin your kids askin why did they have to drag dad, past cause you'll be the last ass to blast fast Way, above the rim Word to Birdie I'm from Jersey leavin niggaz actin nerdy Back sturdy, my dirt, by my lonely, FUCK with dis Doin hits with more clutch, than the stick, so COME ON
Chorus: Treach
I do my dirt all by my lonely "Hey!" Find the phony Past the mass, one deep, yeah the only Do or die, with slugs for the Ruger Rollin patrollin in a stolen black Cougar I do my dirt all by my lonely "Hey!" "Hey!" "Can't nobody hold me.. I do my dirt all by lonely" Do or die, with slugs for the Ruger Rollin patrollin in a stolen black Cougar
[Vinnie] See I'm a one man dynasty; motherfucker every artist on your label don't equal HALF of me Rippin lyrics like they supposed to be, most'll be plottin dreamin and scheamin to get CLOSE to me Cause I spit shit, rip shit quick, and I'm sick wit lyrics to MASH that ass is what I'm equipped wit So fine-tune that bullshit, bring your best competitor I'll be on that ass as if I was a fuckin Predator Niggaz wanna battle at a show, yeah I'll set it up I go toe to toe, blow for blow and leave it wetted up My time to hypnotize you, OK? Never disrespectin the laws of Nature -- Obey Yo' Thirst Vin Rock'll serve as the quenchin Here's the last thing I'd like to mention That when it's time to set it off, trust me son I ain't the motherfuckin click, I'm the motherfuckin one I do my dirt all by my lonely..
[Treach] I roll with hundreds, sometime thousands, maybe a little more But don't need NAR' a motherfucker when it's time for the war! Some of these niggaz on the streets be actin so sweet Talkin bout stalkin black like it ain't gon' get back to me WHAT? What about them MC's after me (hahahaha) Come see the first rappers laid flat on Banned From TV Part 3 in 3-D, shot right in Jersey On the corner with the goners lookin straight up at me (whoo!) So fuck prolongin, I'm way PAST the strongarmin Played hisself tonight, so he'll be GONE BY THE MORNING Sneak up, creep up, you out of pocket, the rule's no second chance Lift a bitch out his shoes, watch the news
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