and Mantino's juice and sandwiches had closed up for the evening kind of like my heart when you go by and i'll tip heavy hearts and hats to you do anything
pop these niggas and they drop I'm screamin more and more and more war Killa for scrilla and more war, more war (more war) I'm screamin more and more and
fog Carved needle slip and you fold, the shit's lethal We roll Mobb Diezel, the whole Q.U double E N S And when you spot us, play low-key Dunn these niggaz is actresses And
the new bird He sings a love song as we go along Walkin' in a Winter Wonderland In the meadow we can build a snowman And pretend that he is Parson Brown
The boys and girls of Millbrook Are on the train from New York Wearing new hats, shooting the shit Deep in the heart of Dutchess County, Bounty And all
And can't think without the drink and drugs How many niggas can't get in with hats and sneakers on? Say, ?Fuck security? and get inside and keep them
cuts Fast from the heart y'all, and grow up Eh yo, Wu-tang Clan,T.M.F. In the motherfuckin' joint, we all connect as Straight up and down y'all (Staple
him and not for nothin' If you 'bout hip hop then you gots to love it If not then fuck it, I'm still handlin' Smokin' more reefer than Redman and them damaging MC's And
the mack without the hat And all our hoes dine and ride in the back seat of my Cadillac I bet you hate it 'cuz we paid and floss, nigga we laid and lost
way from the start Darryl Mack got the knack to put the H in the heart And it ain't no fun, to step to D and Run But if you wanna step up, step up and
and his name is Jay I'm Run the A, D the Deuce and Jay's the Tre' I'm the rapper of the year and this the year of the rap And I'm never drinkin' beer
In the tall hats and coat tails She'd never look different But something would change A mind with a heart of its own Yeah, a mind with a heart of its
the data, hate the hater Hit the earth so hard leaving cracks and craters Niggaz wanna spend money on hats and gaters Hoes in Vegas they gotta have chrome and
to preside? How dare you cover your head to hide Your face from God? How dare you smile from behind your beard To hide the fact your hearts a feared And
Saw mad stunts on BMX bikes Sons and daughters Standing for their rights A city scene lit Well through the night Tilted trucker hats with tats Hittin high hats
tub legs open water be rushin' from the faucet Thinkin' about the Wu-Tang gang bang she almost lost it I move from the blood marked turf where the heart hurts And
where our hats was hung Our words were told, our songs were sung Where we longed for nothin' and were satisfied Jokin' and talkin' about the world outside With hungry hearts
