They try their best just to mash up the resistance Warning shots and sirens from a distance Riot gear and barricade for an instance And the words from
bed and I'll I'll give you 1 warning shot, I'll give you 2 warning shots, I'll give you 3 warning shots to the head I know you I give Lucifer his due
There's blood on their hands the rotten stench of a lie take the flag, raise it up strike the match, burn it down deny - there's no future control - do
[Tony Yayo Talking:] Yeah its the Talk Of New York Tony Yayo GGGGG G Unit And I'd like to thank Game cause hes Mr. Potato Head of the year Put together
: They try their best just to mash up the resistance Warning shots and sirens from a distance Riot gear and barricade for an instance And the words
There's blood on their hands the rotten stench of a lie take the flag, raise it up strike the match, burn it down deny - there's no future control -
leave this party dead Some boy gon' get shot and knocked in the head I hit him with the head shot that rocked him to bed Sprayed down, popped him, shot
[Verse 1] I run with gold rhymers that know dramas the ghetto goldminers split a fine and roll a whole dime of trauma bid with old timers trying to perpetuate
we drop the price to fourty-three like they feel that it oughta be In all re-al we still quadruple a quarter Ki Unfortunately police caught me The man I shot
[Chorus] If this world were mine I would place at your feet All that I own You've been so good to me [Verse 1] I wrote about stickin' the mami's Wrote
5-0 Mind blow to your spinal You're only a thug on vinyl You soft, I know And yo so is your rhyme flow I'm the only rapper to ever shoot up the club
[Verse 1] I said listen, I'm a nigga on a mission Do what I gotta to get my people in position Help 'em envision a better living condition Stop putting
[Saigon] You bad? Keep kicking that soldier shit and I'll unload a clip Put a fucking hole in your DU-RAG You don't wanna fight me, hype me, motherfucker
with mad coke to dump off Nah, we ain't come to act wild We came to introduce you and your hood to this crack vial Make a couple of big niggaz turn fragile Get some money, shoot