like Ron O'Neil and talk like Goldie if the bitch think I love her the bitch don't know me (haha Sorry Kim haha) [Chorus] [Eminem] Souls Assasins y'all What up Muggs? [DJ Muggs
If you've been hidin' from love If you've been hidin' from love I can understand where you're comin' from I can understand where you're comin' from If
Look who do I have to have And why? A city's child Real mode, you have to talk about it An old pro, still we're 'bout it, 'bout it Don't frown about
[Xzibit] Yeah, yeah! Yeah, we keep it bouncin like this Yeah, huh, we keep it movin like Listen, listen, look.. The most wanted man in America, I +Soul
[Intro] Yeah 2000 thousand [Verse 1] As we travel through space and time Article design, hides my conscience mind It's the millennium thrust
Intro: Word up! Yeah! la the darkman youknowhati'msayin' Word up! takin' you on this expedition, tropicanty Word up! the underworld mission Youknowhati
Initiate, *? my ruffians bring like attack? * It's the first line of defence, imminence combat As I look up into the cold black sky I see the birds of
4 Pound hit you up with rounds Leave a man down Wrappin on a rat The Infamous nuff said (Enough said motherfucker) And when it happens Off guard watch
, like the gingerbread man Catch me if you can, on the run, fugitive fled Flee to be free, carcerated from my Queensbridge family *?Tee-na?* beats ta expand Lakin Luchiano feedin DJ
It's a stray man, living in these veins, man Suckin' on a piece of sugar pain, chucking chains Take the wind out through, we never wash away the pain
NYC NYC it's hell of a place to be Come inside Wanna know? Let's go The Big Rotten Apple surrounded by runaways connected by bridges And uplift the sky
shit motherfuckers, read em! You know what's up, shrap! Commisioner gordon rock on Tony touch y'all rock on Kid capri yeah rock on Dj kenny coffin yo
This one is for my people in the street and six feet baby... Watch yourself kid, the jakes be deep and on the creep now... What the deal, this ones for
[chorus] Don't you trip this is the soul assassins We come and blast them We eastside riders, this is how we doin' [b-real] I spent hot days under the
[wyclef jean] This is not the burial, it's the ressurection Hey kids gather 'round (all around the world) It's dj muggs, with wyclef (yeah, all around
the power on, insert the disk Tonight you ain't the joint if you ain't muggs or alchemist Most kids shoulda listen, my catcher should warn ya (fuck down
-thug with the anti-dote Soul assassinator with the razor to your throat Crowd motivator with the upgrader data Put your drugs in the air, dj muggs is
Yeah, yeah, yeah. one two. one two. ayo, wu-tangs invincible. But understand the principle. My man muggs, droppin' phat tracks like drugs. Breaker-breaker
