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[Mase] Yo, in Harlem we got buildings collapsing and shit
Niggaz getting bust off petty money
That's why everywhere I go I keep mines, nigga
[Cam'rom] namsayin? i aint even tryin to hear the shit, Bloodshed tell em how it go down
[Bloodshed]
Yo, don't cross the line if you afraid of the guage
I smell your pussy, see the bitch running down your leg
You fuckin' with a well known felon, I'll do more than just leave ya swellin
I'll blast you in your melon and leave you smellin
[Cam'Ron]
I had a fight with a seven footer, he wouldn't drop
Pulled the glock, left him frozen like a Pudding Pop
My laughter couldn't stop
It's something about me that just love's killin
I'm a bugged villian, that into slug peeling, slash drug dealing
[Mase]
Now.....Fuck the river up the nile I'm headed
Plus I did my collastics, wish a Latino from Riker's Isle would set it
Without the Army or the tank I'm liver
In jail the shank survivor, the couldn't control me with a tranquilizer
[Bloodshed]
Where I resume is gloom, full will rodents and fumes
Gotta stay alert for goons every corner lurks Doom
[Cam'Ron]
Aiiyo, you get bombarded if you come unprepared son
Cause yo, is no such thing as a fair one
[Bloodshed]
Niggaz, my street is smothered with dirty brothers
That kill other niggaz mothers, just to get on newspaper covers
[Mase]
Yo, you get bombarded if you come unprepared son
Cause yo, is no such thing as a fair one
[Bloodshed]
first I, take off the safety insert the clip
Then I start to flip, bust off like dicks, inside porno flicks
Up under my tongue is where my blade rest
My 12 guage stress, is even more scary than an Aids test
[Cam'Ron]
And the Killa got real weight, semi-autos I feel hate
In between my ears in my head I got steel plates
So get that ass framed, hard headed, got brass brains
Horror's my last name, with mad fame
That last forever like grass stains
[Mase]
See I'm insane, I have brothers that be in gangs
With three in they brains, IV in they veins
Preying to God man, pleaing in change
Often I'm bugged, then bust off in a thug
Have a chump coughing up blood, then feel his coffin with slugs
[Bloodshed]
Where I resume is gloom, full will rodents and fumes
Gotta stay alert from goons that be causing Lennox Doom
[Cam'Ron]
Aiiyo, you get bombarded if you come unprepared son
Cause yo, there's no such thing as a fair one
[Bloodshed]
Niggaz, my street is smothered with dirty brothers
That kill other niggaz mothers, just to get on newspaper covers
[Cam'Ron]
Aiiyo, you get bombarded if you come unprepared son
Cause yo, there's no such thing as a fair one
[Bloodshed]
Mad niggaz dream about taken mines
But if they do, they get they faces stitched up just like FrakenStein
Cause Bloodshed's known for jacking crabs
When I act with mags, I leave fags
Soaking blood like Maxi pads
[Cam'Ron]
Aiyo, when it comes to bread, niggaz make loafs
You run around with fake toast
Money or your life, nigga I take both
I hate the heavens and you shady reverends
Niggaz like +90210+, I like Killa Cam +187+
[Mase]
And I'ma give a fag slug, once I cock the mag and snub
Then puff a bag of drugs, on the fucking Ave with thugs
So if you down to blast, Murder with the pound for cash
l'Lay you in the ground and grass, with roses all around your ass
[Bloodshed]
Where I resume is gloom, full with rodents and fumes
Gotta stay alert for goons every corner lurks Doom
[Cam'Ron]
Aiiyo, you get bombarded if you come unprepared son
Cause yo, is no such thing as a fair one
[Bloodshed]
Niggaz, my street is smothered with dirty brothers
That kill other niggaz mothers, just to get on newspaper covers
[Mase]
Aiiyo, you get bombarded if you come unprepared son
Cause yo, is no such thing as a fair one
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[Mase] Yo, in Harlem we got buildings collapsing and shit
Niggaz getting bust off petty money
That's why everywhere I go I keep mines, nigga
[Cam'rom] namsayin? i aint even tryin to hear the shit, Bloodshed tell em how it go down
[Bloodshed]
Yo, don't cross the line if you afraid of the guage
I smell your pussy, see the bitch running down your leg
You fuckin' with a well known felon, I'll do more than just leave ya swellin
I'll blast you in your melon and leave you smellin
[Cam'Ron]
I had a fight with a seven footer, he wouldn't drop
Pulled the glock, left him frozen like a Pudding Pop
My laughter couldn't stop
It's something about me that just love's killin
I'm a bugged villian, that into slug peeling, slash drug dealing
[Mase]
Now.....Fuck the river up the nile I'm headed
Plus I did my collastics, wish a Latino from Riker's Isle would set it
Without the Army or the tank I'm liver
In jail the shank survivor, the couldn't control me with a tranquilizer
[Bloodshed]
Where I resume is gloom, full will rodents and fumes
Gotta stay alert for goons every corner lurks Doom
[Cam'Ron]
Aiiyo, you get bombarded if you come unprepared son
Cause yo, is no such thing as a fair one
[Bloodshed]
Niggaz, my street is smothered with dirty brothers
That kill other niggaz mothers, just to get on newspaper covers
[Mase]
Yo, you get bombarded if you come unprepared son
Cause yo, is no such thing as a fair one
[Bloodshed]
first I, take off the safety insert the clip
Then I start to flip, bust off like dicks, inside porno flicks
Up under my tongue is where my blade rest
My 12 guage stress, is even more scary than an Aids test
[Cam'Ron]
And the Killa got real weight, semi-autos I feel hate
In between my ears in my head I got steel plates
So get that ass framed, hard headed, got brass brains
Horror's my last name, with mad fame
That last forever like grass stains
[Mase]
See I'm insane, I have brothers that be in gangs
With three in they brains, IV in they veins
Preying to God man, pleaing in change
Often I'm bugged, then bust off in a thug
Have a chump coughing up blood, then feel his coffin with slugs
[Bloodshed]
Where I resume is gloom, full will rodents and fumes
Gotta stay alert from goons that be causing Lennox Doom
[Cam'Ron]
Aiiyo, you get bombarded if you come unprepared son
Cause yo, there's no such thing as a fair one
[Bloodshed]
Niggaz, my street is smothered with dirty brothers
That kill other niggaz mothers, just to get on newspaper covers
[Cam'Ron]
Aiiyo, you get bombarded if you come unprepared son
Cause yo, there's no such thing as a fair one
[Bloodshed]
Mad niggaz dream about taken mines
But if they do, they get they faces stitched up just like FrakenStein
Cause Bloodshed's known for jacking crabs
When I act with mags, I leave fags
Soaking blood like Maxi pads
[Cam'Ron]
Aiyo, when it comes to bread, niggaz make loafs
You run around with fake toast
Money or your life, nigga I take both
I hate the heavens and you shady reverends
Niggaz like +90210+, I like Killa Cam +187+
[Mase]
And I'ma give a fag slug, once I cock the mag and snub
Then puff a bag of drugs, on the fucking Ave with thugs
So if you down to blast, Murder with the pound for cash
l'Lay you in the ground and grass, with roses all around your ass
[Bloodshed]
Where I resume is gloom, full with rodents and fumes
Gotta stay alert for goons every corner lurks Doom
[Cam'Ron]
Aiiyo, you get bombarded if you come unprepared son
Cause yo, is no such thing as a fair one
[Bloodshed]
Niggaz, my street is smothered with dirty brothers
That kill other niggaz mothers, just to get on newspaper covers
[Mase]
Aiiyo, you get bombarded if you come unprepared son
Cause yo, is no such thing as a fair one

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