the cul-de-sacs blame the poor (A day without a war, a day without a war) Recruiting child soldiers for their culture war! (A day without a war, a day without a war
Meanwhile the cul-de-sacs blame the poor (A day without a war, a day without a war) Recruiting child soldiers for their culture war! (A day without a war, a day without a war
owe to it my success With survival of the fittest, everyday is a chal' I would think I'm a part of U.S.A. and be proud Confronted with racism, started
i refuse to lose, man that's a fact. Life is like a war and you prolly loose a few battles if you let them, they'll send you up a creek without a paddel
's a hell of a job, when you marry the mob I put a ring on my finger and say goodbye to my kids Never ever will I be a legal citizen collectin' my dividends
Way out of bound [Redman] Roll in a towel [Method Man] Fo' we gun down [Verse 1:] [Redman] Yo, flipmode, toiletbowls explode When Doc come drop a shitload
last victim lye in a ditch Now who wanna fuck with Hot Nick Niggas chew gum with they ass and pop shit Me and Funk Doc get, toxic A bowl of rice and
beats the verbal lyrical assassination From L.A. to Brooklyn, why you doin' all that talkin'? Think you got a soul but you're a Dead Man Walkin' Yo
beats the verbal lyrical assassination From L A to Brooklyn why you doin' all that talkin' Think you got a soul but you're a dead man walking Yo, toast
up fool, hey nigga Tell me how you feel homie Yeah It took a week to go down, you recollect and see how crazy it sounds The whole town's on a mission
trap - blackmail for a gang a mill Spot banger himself, fishscale rocks under the fingernails The blood trail lead to a corpse Treat my appetite for greed with a
Call it Paranoia. Yea Every day is war. Every day, niggaz is gon' hate Gotta move [Royce Da 5'9"] I'm a walking target I'm so far from soft, I'm probably
and then i sold my car for a Greatful Dead ticket my dad yelled at me and he grounded me and he said i was a dick, it was the worst day of my life and
they know We?ll bring it to their chest Ayo, me without weight is like Harlem without 8 Yeah, me with no funds is like queens with no dunns And me with
a killin' Wanna see twice a million, no love for a got civilian Mix-a-lot in the spot yellin', for a second, freeze dealin' Back to business, pump '
that fucking whore Dead in the middle of Little Italy little did we know that we riddled some middleman who didn't do diddily [Fat Joe] It'll be a cold day
' whore Dead in the middle of Little Italy little did we know That we riddled some middleman who didn't do diddily It'll be a cold day in hell the day
ignore it this time, motherfucker have a taste [Verse four: Capitol E / Esham] Ya need a spoonful, another wants a little taste So let me feed you the city like in a
