Maje$ty:
Ridin with death.
Layzie:
We niggas rappin but still we actin like criminals.
Bizzy:
No more.

Layzie:
My nigga nowMaje$tythese niggas is after memurder redrumredrumredrum.
You niggas better expect retaliationfeel the playa hationyeahyou the next to get droppedglock-glockreal niggas don t stop. Poppopput em in the mudniggaand your body rott. Top closin down on your casketswanna make these bastards think we got mercyputtin in work since a nigga thirteensendin niggas like yourself off in a hearsesee and I won t hesitate to kill ya when I fill ya with a couple of my slugsfuckin with my thugsand I m needin my lovenigga what? Bone niggas fin to do a little damagetake over the planet with my daily torturesof courseI m that nigga that s takin no shortssmokin on the Newport. Your ghetto resourceand bitchyou wanna dig your own ditchand hit you with levels beyond your control. My mama never raised no punks or hoesjust realer niggascomin upsnatchin souls for dough. I know y all muthafuckas out there somewhereain t nowhere to hidemakin muthafuckas feel the vibe for lifein the midst of the twistI be down to rideye
ah.

Bizzy:
So I m ready for more.
Maje$ty:
Ridin with death.
Layzie:
We niggas rappin but still we actin like criminals.
Bizzy:
No more.

Bizzy:
I m a relent and infuriated that you hate me and the pap papcan t fade itwe stay heavily sedatedcomin now back upI m a buckget shakin deeply dreamin about this dream when my daddy told me he was comin trapped in the form of a bad omenit s wickedit was writtenI ll be runnin while turnin aroundand blastin back to buck emfuck itthen came backthem fools didn t like that I m ready for more. Is that all you got? Heard the Mack was talkin this and that about some of my incidentssaid I smoke and snatchin pursesyou heard this and a ? told me bitch clonin little Eazy s niggasso fuck youyou weren t originalmono y mono ain t no subliminal. Heywith a regime in fatigueswe ready to bleed even when they sleepin catch mecaught memust have seen. Thengonna catch your ass next weekend.

Bizzy:
SoI m ready for more.
Maje$ty:
Ridin with death.
Layzie:
We niggas rappin but still we actin like criminals.
Bizzy:
No more.

Maje$ty:
My mental seduction run your whole sound suction. Abduction of lyrics is the loss of lifelove and spiritscapital offensefour generics lost in a prisonlieutenant overseein the barrackscheckin in. Mark-ass copycatincoherence is crucialsmokin hay with conflicts that bite shit like microchips. I watched you ride the rodeo straight to the bottomwhen your fate rottin bitchwhen I spot em I m a drop em.

Layzie:
Surrounded by violencemy niggaI m bound to just live a lifetime. The shrink wanna get in my head cause I m amongst the walkin dead. All I really said: if you niggas dont fledyou gonna bleed bloody redand you shoot the spot and got ghostsfuckin with the mastermind of all time. Let a nigga know we off in our primeand it be that way til 1999--criminal minded. Niggas been blindedlookin for a style like Bonebut can t see meand just like Mikeeverybody wanna be mestudy every move a nigga makin on T.V. Eazy duz itdo it easywhat it is#1 better check the score. Here we gonigga don t wanna fight no morewhen I m ready for you hoesand that s for sure.

Bizzy:
When the ghetto need meI ll be readin to the scripturepicture little Ripsta kickin get criticaland I m seldom seen in the Hennessy ...?... zeroone of my heroesJesusblessed me to be lethal with my automaticlet you have ityou don t want to see any evil. MuthafuckaI ll take it to the peoplethen I will meet you at the funeral. Get em up. Bizzy Mafioso. No witness is the usualfurthermoremurda moready with gunsI ll serve you hoes. When they callniggas hit the road and when they get killedI m a get your soul.

Krayzie:
You thinkin I m slippin when niggas is itchin to rob me. Yesthey want to give me bloody body by pumpin a couple of slugs inside me. But I ll be damnedwe won if it comes to gunsand astackin them thangsso you gets none. Static s automatic funwant some? Comecomecomeexecutionredrum-rum. See what you see in my eyes--murdermurderdeath defiedburnt alivefriedwhen they die. No one was able to find them cause their bodies went up in a fire. Fuck they familytry to creepbut you think I m asleep cause I m pumpin beats. Niggabetter believe we keep much heat up under my seatyeah. Shoot em up quick in a minute and within a minuteyou already suckasI bet that you bent it. We sent it. We ll attest for the murder--we shouldwe dealt it. You thought you was flippin you got KO d. Ring-a-ling-a-lingget that ass up outta there. The undisputed thugs-n-harmonyproved itkicked a couple a niggas assesgotta take off and stay still blastin locked in the state
penetentarybut dogthat ain t shitbetter make your money babyand pick up a couple of guns on the sideso when you rideand you get highdon t let them haters run up.

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