' with us is a straight suicide 10 9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 Murder 1, lyric at your door Tical bring it to that ass raw Breakin' all the rules like glass jaws
the whole neighborhood's gone deaf Now nigga that's gangsta, no words spoken just one head nod and your head's bust open This whole cool team we only got one question in about three seconds
You gone take them 5 Or you gone take them to the trial and go get denied? By that probation and you just got Caught with that fry, that alibi ain't gone
it [hook] Seem like everybody trippin' Or is it me, bein normal nowadays It'll drive you crazy Go to work 9 to 5 everyday, no retreat You got to have
it, you go in one direction When you're in flight, yo, you gotta fly high So you were born, so you die It's all evolution, here's the rule Evolve, my
, you recognize the grain I bring drama to your earpiece, when I bust Raps niggaz collapse, in fact turn to slush It only takes a second to die It only
my trust in myself and my 9 first Y'all niggaz second, third, and fourth because I'm first Can't you tell I never had nothin' Down to my last 5 dollars
trousers of the City. Debutante whores in rich men's castles. * The ruling elite with their puppet figurehead Queen Elizabeth the Second, Regina Virgina
but me Oh, yeah, Pac an' B.I.G., R.I.P. But if you ain't feelin' the same way, press 'Eject' I'll even give you 5 seconds Yeah, Tabasco, yeah The wait
We took it to the beach then she gave a little speech How she loves the way we grind when we lay between the sheets It's getting kind of shady second
9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2 murder 1 lyric at your door Tical bring it to that ass raw breakin' all the rules like glass jaws Nigga, you got to get mine to
Eve: Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh ugh What y'all niggas want, huh? Ugh, ugh, ugh Lubia huh? papi screamin out of they mouth Bomb shell just a second Mami
?) Can't touch, uh All y'all niggaz need (What we need in our life?) Is right here Rubia huh? Papi screamin' out of they mouth Bombshell, just a second
, right) Can't touch All y'all niggaz need (What we need in our life?) Is right here Rubia huh? Papi screamin' out of they mouth Bombshell, just a second
a straight suicide [Verse 3: Method Man] 10 9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 Murder 1 lyric at your door, Tical bring it to that ass-raw, Breakin all the rules like
Yeah, again another group collaboration From the second I get dressed to get to steppin', I'm on one Fillin' up the 44 if po po want some I ain't runnin