************************************************** Lesson Learn’d[Chorus: Redman] Niggas in the streets gon' learn Them Wu-Tang niggas don't play Niggas in the streets gon' learn Them Def Squad niggas don't play Niggas in the streets gon' learn Them Jersey niggas don't play Niggas in the streets gon' learn Them Staten Island niggas don't play [Verse 1: Inspectah Deck] I said one, two, three and to the fo' I glide like there's simply no traction on the flo' 10304, live action from the door Shawty dime, let the whole team smash her on the tour I splash bravado, fast cash aficionado Savage vandal, I'm a legend of tomorrow Painting the truth, here's proof, ain't it the truth So ill a nigga spit with a containment suit Slayin' the booth, aim, shoot, bang! Cave in the roof Hater, wouldn't last a day in my shoes You know very well, bet he swell, you can tell he jeal' My price hiking like the pills Martin Shkreli sell Mathematics tracks, I craft havoc Fact, I black on it, black, I'm back at it Mathematics tracks, I craft havoc Fact, I blacked on it, black, I'm back at it [Chorus: Redman] Niggas in the streets gon' learn Them Wu-Tang niggas don't play Niggas in the streets gon' learn Them Def Squad niggas don't play Niggas in the streets gon' learn Them Jersey niggas don't play Niggas in the streets gon' learn Them Staten Island niggas don't play [Verse 2: Redman] Yo, I'm on top of the world, mama, lookey here I'm a boy beastin' in my car, Paul Revere Horsepower, never fell off, look in the mirror When I drop something, you like Martin, all ears Late Night Letterman, I light it like Edison Fire through the wire, I wrote it out in Maryland Arrogant? Yes. Tune in, my Hot 9 Flex Cut the check and your boy digress At my age it's all about bread Tryna be nice at 40, you can have it all shawty I'm tryna make history, and history say Fuck rap, I divorced her, the bitch bore me Throw your hands up, let's tear the bar up So much bud I started sweating cigar guts And these white folks love me like a Starbucks Fuck with one dude, you gotta fuck with all us [Chorus: Redman] Niggas in the streets gon' learn Them Wu-Tang niggas don't play Niggas in the streets gon' learn Them Def Squad niggas don't play Niggas in the streets gon' learn Them Jersey niggas don't play Niggas in the streets gon' learn Them Staten Island niggas don't play [Outro: Redman] Mathematics, you a fucking genius, nigga. yo, fuck that Ladies and gentlemen I need you to put your hands together For worldwide international producer Worldwide international DJ And the creator of the Wu-Tang W symbol Ladies and gentlemen Please put your hands together and show your love For our brother and yours - Mathematics ************************************************** 9th Chamber{*evil laughter*} [La the Darkman] Yeah, INS, yo La the Darkman Hit 'em with the death blow Yo Yo, I'm known to spit poems, throw dice and hold tones Show ice, puff bones, hit beats like Larry Holmes Through the Valley of Kings, you catch the Killa Bee sting Tryin to pick up, you fuckin with the archbishop Defyin me is like startin Rap World War 3 You rather sell your key to NYPD My style's vicious, I rap in the lab and break dishes My words wear jet black hoods, lookin suspicious Darkman [Beretta 9] Behold the struggle fire ultra harmonizer, track paralyzer Artist he the real, blood spilled on the synthesizer 4th, turn it up a peak, make the speaker tweet Iron Sheik camel clutch a beat, rappers take your seat In fact punch a clock, it's my time to rock, dock the known like a scott Engineered this thought that I present, so just Comprehend, while I fill you in, with a bar or ten And clear the path for the god Sin, do 'em in kid (Yo) [Killa Sin] I stay lurkin, circlin the premises Dart chemist sent on a search for arch nemesis Concoctin neurotoxins out of synonyms Send your physical in triple shock, crippled in a detox with no rememberance While I rocks the maximum shows for no minimum Capacity to pack the front row but flow naturally Killin 'em, swing on the stage like jagged pendulums And blow like thirty shrapnel grenades with no pins in 'em [Street Life] Why risk it? Killah Hill District, we flip shit Egotistic, I hold grounds with twin biscuits Put it up, I lay it down, my streets sound surround Shaolin bound, flash flood watch you might drown Headliner, move through the city like a sidewinder Island drifter, black vagina finder Loungin by the seashore, switch like Bloody Roar And slap hardcore dick to your main wiz, bitch [Inspectah Deck] Toxi' on Bacardi Pina, low crawlin through Medina Slumped in the seven-seater Dumpin heaters, to bite might cause seizures Weak MC's take me to your leader We the true source, movin off on uncharted course My thoughts come across with a blindin force Killa Bees plant seeds, log on Or get knocked off like a pawn if you dare lock horns [Outro: Inspectah Deck] You are now in the 9th chamber Where the falls of reality close in fast on the world of make-believe And your fantasy is nothin more but a memory Now bear witness to the realness Shown and proven We live by the sword... ************************************************** Uncontrolled Substance*eerie winds blow* *winds die down as beat drops* [Intro: Inspectah Deck] It had to be this way This is for real Nobody said it would be easy So let it be (ooh.. oh yeah) [Verse 1: Inspectah Deck] Aiyo, S.I.N.Y., Killa Bee hive Eastside, duckin' the 5, roll wit' the live Sweet Love, sweep me in the bug eye, we 'bout to glide Head fried, spittin' the scribe, move in disguise Wan' test I? Access denied I live and die by the motto: let none survive Livin' off my last cut, can't hold the sword up You can have that for free before I take your best offer Stalker, preparin' for your sayonara Torture, test my waters, I come like orca Niggas need life supporters, for bein' so weak I speak as a veteran and lace the heads I've creased And leave my footprints wherever I've blessed my presence I.N.S. livin' legend 'til the essence Given with no prescription, this is the medicine Settin' a new standard, they fail measurin' Up to, they suck too, thorns in the hustle Pawns in the struggle Darts fly like C.I.s beyond the jungle Trouble Man can't dance the Hollywood Shuffle Knees buckle when the Killa Bees come through All you heard was "1, 2", then the gun blew, question is, "From who?" Numb you like a 100 CCs of morphine Taken daily - keep out of reach of your offsprings [Hook: Shadii of The Force MD's] Too hot to handle, too cold to hold You pumpin' that substance, that's uncontrolled *repeat 2x* [Verse 2: Inspectah Deck] Too cold to hold, substance uncontrolled Five-O said, "Tell it to the judge"; I never told Never fold, though some turn like fake gold Young and old I lock down like parole holds In the midst where the clips blow, I rip shows Hit your zip code, my sick flow condones Soon to spread like Ebola, the autopsy showed the reports Another John Doe overdoser Overexposure, facin' the flame thrower I hold ya hostage — code name's the Ayatollah Mind controller, 2009 time quota The high roller, sting like a king cobra Blow the whistle on kids who unofficial Pistol pops, ceremony deep within the gristle Nickel and dime, rhymes sign of the times, my lifeline Bubble like a fine wine, dyin' for mines The dopeman, deliver like the postman Patrol man, saw the hand-to-hand, did I run? They know I got the teens strung, plus the fiends come In abundance, lined up, spendin' 100's The substance provides continuous high I'll give you one free for every 5 sides you buy Gettin' high off my own supply, low in the ride With the low eye, daybreak and making dough rise [Hook: repeat x2] [Verse 3: Inspectah Deck] My style's so underground, I write rhymes on fossils Use as directed and wear protective goggles Shaolin's the borough, rap Picasso Blow like a hollow-point, foes sure to follow Pop a bottle forever, can't stop tomorow Chewin' all food for thought, hard to swallow Cold like Chicago winds, taps on my convo El Diablo cross the Verrazano P.L.O. Style, released while the beasts raid And those who can't stand the heat, they seek shade The rapture was told of how one man tackled the globe We go so deep, it rattles your soul I see many have come, but few are chose for the role In this ritual, rhymes walkin' on hot coals Quick to spot those who pose as friends and foes Wind up violated like I was the P-O [Interlude: Shadii of The Force MD's] Satisfaction or your money back Gotta keep to makin' comebacks It's the best that you ever had Got you fiendin' on the next bag [Hook: repeat 2x] Uncontrolled... ************************************************** Show N Prove[Intro] The Power of God's in you, show n prove (Yeah, this is The Power) The power of God's in you, show n prove (True Power, showin' and provin') The Power of God's in you, show n prove True, the time has come through Chosen few, must show and prove [Verse 1] I once asked God to forgive for my sins Bent on my knees pleadin' to be Heavenly cleansed Said the Holy Ghost changed the ways and actions of men When I stood, I felt the same as if I just walked in I was twelve at the time, held nines, held mines A frail mind, criminal thoughts well-designed Then the Older Gods put me on, on how to rock this Maintain, 360, Lord and live prosperous His jewel was priceless, keep the cypher righteous Bare in mind, God, some of your own won't like this I'm mentally scarred, recuperatin' from abrasure Fooled by interpretations made from a traitor It's in my nature, I was taught, that's the first law Obtain the food, clothin' and the shelter that I search for Fire in my eyes as hot as Earth's core What hurts more, the fact that we still dirt poor In hard times force crimes out an honest man And most fiend to see the so-called promised land Sun of Man, knowledge, wisdom and understand That it's time to take matters in our own hands [Hook] The power of God's in you, show n prove The power of God's in you, show n prove The power of God's in you, show n prove True, the time has come through Chosen few, must show and prove [Verse 2] The wicked ways of the world can't escape sin I'm facin' master's gun on the plantation Seen source from home yet I'm still caged in 'Cuz 9000 miles is such a long way to swim And many die tryin' to survive the next mile Families was raped, enslaved, and exiled I learned it as a child, knowledge be the key To unlock your brain and set your mindstate free It's true, the times come through, chosen few Show n' prove, the power of God's in you Or remain a savage in pursuit of happiness Who lack jewel, love and peace complete the package The fact is, five out a hundred know the truth The wisdom might blow the roof when shown n' proved [Hook] [Verse 3] Through the course of time, we was dumb, deaf and blind Now, we on the incline, build with one mind Came a long way but, yo, we still far behind So, uplift the mind, God, rise and shine I speak to the black, brown and yellow seeds My fellow breed all race, colors and creed Search for the knowledge, use science and math And be queens and kings like the centuries past The devil tried to fool my people, said we was equal But I'll believe him when my culture see freedom You beat 'em with the positive thoughts, you don't need 'em Leave him in the dirt, let the blood suckers see him [Hook] ************************************************** R.E.C. Room[Intro] Oh, Killah Hill, Killah Killa Hill Killah Hill, Killah Killah Hill Killah Hill, Killah Killah Hill 10304 style, kid For my D.M.D., Wreck Posse niggas You out there? Is you out there? [Verse 1] I throw your brain in the cobra clutch, behold the rush A dazzlin' display if you can get close enough Cold Crush like the 4 sting of anaconda Fierce darts that'll pierce through solid armor Lounge in the barracks with Blue and Cappadonna Spider-Man, identity Peter Parker Crowd pleaser, register off the meter Vocal street-sweeper, buck shots through the speaker Pleasure seekers, 50 thou' in the stands True fans get it hot like Jamaica sands Conquer land, wide like an eagle wingspan Clansman stabbin' the track with both hands Not a lost soul who fall for fool's gold I shine like a diamond in the true state of cold Too hot to handle, too cold to hold Rap with a road block, I might lose control Hold the globe in my iron palm One hand holds the firearm on a mission that's life-long Stride calm Through The Fire like Chaka Khan World wide on the web without the dot.com [Hook] Killa Bees live in the place be Burn third-degree on the M.I.C So deadly goes the catastrophe And this is the way we crash the party Say: Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec [Verse 2] Yo, Killa Bees swarmin', Protect Ya Neck Was the warnin', so, proceed with caution I walk with my swordsmen, we all in Together, Wu-Tang forever gon' win From Puerto Rico 'cross the caves of Berlin Echoin' through cell blocks and federal pens It be the Wu-Tang, you came and went They left the game mentally and physically bent What I invent, sharp as barbwire fence I represent, sure to make a grand entrance With the deadly lecture, contents under pressure Inspectah, put your rap in the stretcher Featherweight contenders surrender T.K.O., first round knockout, vets to big spenders Journey on the mic like Marco Polo Internal bleedin' occurs to your photo Thoughts brought forth as wild as up north It's a blood-sport, get rushed for tough talk But I hold my ground like it's high noon While police tapes surround the mic room I jump on a live tune, provide the boom Those who consume become faint from the fumes [Hook] Killa Bees live in the place be Burn third-degree on the M.I.C So deadly goes the catastrophe And this is the way we crash the party Say: Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec [Freestyle] Ayo, I hit Medina, hand-cocked and ever-greener Trees got me leanin' in the 7-seater Vocal street-sweeper, ??? the 3-pointer Urban, peace deservin', warrin' with the C-Cyphers I, black rollers ignite with high-voltage Diagnosis, high doses of ex- ... (track cuts off) ************************************************** House Nigga (Joe Budden Diss)[Verse 1] First of all, you a blog thug, YouTube goon HOUSE NIGGA! Your food get chewed up rude I see you like to put your world online Ain't nobody checking for you, they checking for your girl's behind While your homey in the bedroom, lust in his eyes While you filming dumb shit, they probably fucked a few times Wow, how you Slaughterhouse? You barely get a nod I'm convict benching, daily in the yard So I'm built like Optimus Prime You couldn't see me with binoculars I'm, way ahead of you, obviously I'm better too Deck show him how to properly rhyme He on mine, like he didn't see the property sign Lyrically blunt, I'm broad day, physically dump This nigga's life's a publicity stunt But, he think he fever, I ain't a believer Def Jam chucked him, they ain't feel him neither Why are you talking like the Morpheus of rhymes? When my first shit, sold more than all your shit combined Worshiping Tahiry's doing something to your mind I should get your tummy tucked, just for jumping out of line Man, really? Name me three Joe Budden songs Don't worry, I got time, I cut the song [Interlude: 'Jeopardy' skit] Oh, oh man, umm, three Joe Budden songs, umm... Damn, uh, the -- Pump It Up! Uh, agh -- ahh, shit... this for a hundred thousand, too? Ahh, I'm bout to blow the shit! Ahh... did I say Pump It Up? Oh, oh --- [Verse 2] Still waiting, Resident Patient, stay sick Basic, the truth's on, face it, taste it Hunt it to the head, make him retract statements My next move, probably increase your hatred Take it how you take it, HBO Bodie State wide ain't nobody rocking no Joey I'm a legend, Meth let you live, I'mma set it And I ain't on the phone but you get the text message I'mma rep til the death, with my life put on it If it's dollars, then it's cents, then I'm likely on it I'm deep in the pits, where the trife be on it Only hood you be in, got Nike on it HOUSE NIGGA! You don't see the strips Your fuzzy house shoes underneath your bitch And I ain't got to talk bout Gloria Velez Stalker ass nigga, you was calling her, obsessed Computer love scrub, think you safe behind a desk Like we won't call Redman and get your address Yeah, yeah, we got a problem, Houston Eyes all swoll when the God repute them [Interlude] [Verse 3] Like we need ghostwriting, mothafucka, we the titans You catch your head cracked with no dice, man Hood like the dollar van, Taliban carrying bombs Verbal onslaught, warhawk, blowing your flag Throw in your towel, there's no chance, load up the mag Hold down the Shao, return home, holding your dome Glorious king, I wish you would HOUSE NIGGA! Couch gangsta, think you Suge? Nah, you the fiend out, halfway house cat Missing tooth rap, touch Deck, I doubt that "Pump It Up" was wack, you swagger jacked "Scenario" All that other trash, couldn't last in my stereo Couldn't beat Lloyd Banks, couldn't beat Meth Couldn't beat Jay-Z, what you got left? I show you what substance is (uncontrolled, nigga), ruggedness Like fifty ATV's, label me G You a HOUSE NIGGA! Take your slippers off, Microsoft crook Never seen a juks, never seen your wifey cook Never seen you sitting with your seeds reading books Wanna show the mass, that ain't work, so you sold your ass Showed the world you lame and no control you have You Google MC, your feet the only 'sole' you have Act like you strong in the pits, up north Get your manhood took, right along with your kicks Like you got it going on in The Bricks, nigga please Only ones know the words to your song is your kids And this here, won't even boost my career This is kid's stuff, plus your name ain't big enough I said, "fuck it, I'd do it for fun." Have 'em like, "Damn, Deck, why you do it to son?" 'Cause he, stupid or drunk, loose wit the tongue Plus fronting like he want it, should of knew it would come Ask around, who dispatching the raw? Throw our name on the scale, my side probably crash to the floor Cause I'm heavy like the classic Ford, before I fall I will shoot, stab, kick, bite, scratch and claw I mean fistfight, grab and all, I'mma get like that's for sure I'mma give right after the brawl Small timers, too late for you to come up You won't get a name off me, you get done up HOUSE NIGGA! You don't get your hands dirty They don't respect you outside of Jersey [Outro] They don't respect you outside of Jersey, man Nobody fucking knows you You trying to disrespect the legend We king size in this shit, man Understand that, I go to mothafucking Germany Japan, Honolulu, France, Ethiopia, Croatia Niggas know my mothafucking name Who's you? Who's you? They don't respect you outside of Jersey Bow down to the face of greatness, mothafucka Yeah, you better recruit everybody The war is on, nigga, the war is on, nigga Johnny Blaze, you know I got you, man This nigga is fish food, straight up fish food You wanna swim with the sharks? I'm waiting for your response, nigga Five minutes long, next time I'mma give you eight A dirty eight, straight to the face Holla back, nigga ************************************************** Elevation[Intro (whispered)] Elevation, Elevation Elevation, Elevation Elevation, Elevation Elevation, Elevation Elevation, Elevation Elevation, Elevation Elevation, Elevation [Hook] Tired of trials and tribulations It seems like life is Hell, dream's the only way of escapin' To worlds that's beyond imagination I know a place, I could take you there through elevation [Verse] Where I come from, young ones pump jums for lump sums Bustin' guns, trust none, become son Crews fells from loose shells that propel where I'm dwellin' Niggas jail, tellin' what you sellin' My nigga Tone just came home, been in fo' 5 The system tried to give him 5 more for gettin' high Fly Stacy, daddy's little lady fucks crazily Baby after baby, lost her shape as of lately Used to spend the quiet nights home, now she likes to roam Feelin' quite grown, caught in life's cyclone I was taught be the wise "apply the knowledge passed" To advance, learn the science of life and earn the masters Trapped in the havoc, I'm forced to go the whole Although, it might spell a jail cell and no parole I fight with the force of Steve Austin Until my arms can no longer hold off the coffin In this ghetto Heaven, God bless the children Whose shattered dreams are offered and hard to mend We don't believe in Heaven, we livin' in Hell Tryna escaped, but fate's sealed in the bomb shell Feelin' Like Huey Newton with Panther Plots But high-tech surveillance got my moves on watch So, I drop jewels, use the music to educate Can't celebrate till we elevate [Hook] Tired of trials and tribulations It seems like life is Hell, dream's the only way of escapin' To worlds that's beyond imagination I know a place, I could take you there through elevation ************************************************** Can’t Stay Away[Intro: Ice Cube sample & Inspectah Deck] Early in the game, when I was still young, still not really sure how far it was gonna take me. I made a vow to myself that I wouldn’t let the game change me. Imma just be myself, let the chips fall where they may. But at the end of the day I’ma still be happy with who I am. Whether I blow up and fall off or whatever. I just vowed that I was gonna be happy with who I am. No matter what’s my status in the game… Yeah, your highness It’s in my blood In my veins It keeps calling, and calling Word [Verse 1: Inspectah Deck] I fiend to hear the sound through the woofer I love hip hop, more than Taye and Sanaa in Brown Sugar From Mr. Magic’s Rap Attack, Hank Love and DNA To Awesome 2, Kid Capri, Kay Slay Chuck Chillout, Jesse Joyce, Jazzy Jeff And cool DJ Red Alert was going years I couldn’t wait to play my tape and make the block shake Let the tape rock till the tape pop Graffiti on my loose suit do this in my soul Since Pete Rock and Marley Marl was in control Used to mosey uptown to get the raw I need that Ron G, S&S, Rated R System or Green Lantern, the Funkmaster Flex bomb Tony Touch and Doo Wop, grew with Desert Storm That real shit, pump through my veins No, I can’t stay away so I’m pumpin’ ‘til the grave [Chorus: The Fascinations] “It ain’t nothing like Hip-Hop music” “Exorcist, Hip-Hop possess me” “We bless mics,” “Don’t it sound amazing” “Never thought that Hip-Hop would take it this far” “It ain’t nothing like Hip-Hop music” “Rap is somethin’ you do, Hip-Hop is somethin’ you live” “Trick my wisdom,” “My poetry’s deep” “Most valuable poet on the M-I-C” [Verse 2: Inspectah Deck] I got my b-boy stance from it Skip school, poppin', lockin' to the Mantronik Just-Ice made me wonder who Latoya is And I learned that nobody beats the biz We was kids just listenin’ to the music loud So believe I was moved, when Rakim moved the crowd Now as a rapper I remember moving till Becky Jack the rapper Freaknic and how can I be down? Just a young MC tryna bust a move I was on Beat Street breaking to a Krush Groove Do it for dough, do it ‘cause I love it Since Hurricane G, told Red kicked that other shit I must admit without hip-hop I’d disappear It’s like my heart beat’s one with the kick and snare That real shit, pump my veins No, I can’t stay away so I’m pumpin’ ‘til the grave [Chorus: The Fascinations] “It ain’t nothing like Hip-Hop music” “Exorcist, Hip-Hop possess me” “We bless mics,” “Don’t it sound amazing” “Never thought that Hip-Hop would take it this far” “It ain’t nothing like Hip-Hop music” “Rap is somethin’ you do, Hip-Hop is somethin’ you live” “Trick my wisdom,” “My poetry’s deep” “Most valuable poet on the M-I-C” ************************************************** Longevity[Intro: Inspectah Deck] Uh, yea In my time, I've seen a lot of people come and go A lot of new faces, been to a lot of new places Wherever we went, we always held it down While we conquered new grounds. It's a universal sound The Witty Unpredictable Talent And Natural Game Yo... [Hook (x2): Inspectah Deck] Not many last in the game Wu-Tang come through, breakin out the same way we came This is not an act, this is actual facts Nothin but experience placed upon the tracks [Inspectah Deck] We stand perpendicular with no flaws Breakin all laws, plus jaws, the writin's on the walls Heartless, starvin artists, out to get our's Regardless, marvelous doctrines, we shock this Fist of the black lotus, bustin out the steel cage Iron Mic Duel made the front page Outlaws, out for your's, get down on all fours Rebel with a cause, without applause to the score "Pillagin" with Donna-Cap, this persona raps Hittin like a cornerback, blitzin' on the track Fully-auto, got the mic blow, strike low High-caliber flow move the crowd, twist your torso 2009, block party, Bobby Digital, pop corks to us And the God's we trust, adjust To the highs that we bring with the lows In the midst of hell speakin out in morse code Runnin wild like dogs out the kennel through the venue Simple chemistry, vitamins plus the minerals Organic vowels, consonants, syllables Condition critical, ill individual Paint a picture too vivid for the visual Material rips through to the gristle [Hook (x2)] [U-God] Yo, the messages in my music grab you, stuck in my sentence Got to spit from the bottomless pit, speakin my vengeance Masked avenger never surrender my heritage Killah Hill resident, 5'10" be my measurement On land we stand under flags as confederates You think you rule, pity the fool when the shell drops, it's hot Bodies scream to the extreme, damn, I'm delicate We livin irrelevant, intelligent, dirty habit They full of fragments, abandon all 10 commandments Damage is done as the records spins, hatred in my features Untamed, thus these cold blooded creatures bust Architect gladiator radiates the power Erupt with corrupt minds, locked in the tower The crook's pressure cooked invasion be destroyed Self-employed paranoid androids [Inspectah Deck] My rhyme cold winds clear streets and slams shutters Basic Instinct to tear the roof off the mother Drastic verbal gymnastics, far from the average Hold the planet like Galactus Lone Ranger, ancestors rolled with stone bangers Never met a force deadly as my own anger Clutch performer, raised on the blood soaked corners Of real life with real trife heads, they prey on ya And not many last on the game Whether it be lies, fly songs or drugs you slang In the beginnin, it didn't come fast amongst the gun blast Strivin, my eyes on lump sums of cash Cash Rules Everything Around Me, surroundin me with champagne wishes But I see long distance, a strong vision planted deep within the mental Mind detect mind and analyze what I sent you [Hook (x2)] ************************************************** City High[Intro: Inspectah Deck (sample)] (Everybody on the grind, son) 8 million stories in the naked city (Everybody trying to eat) (It's always gonna be a struggle, in this hustle) This is just one (Trying to bubble, trying to live this) Realize.. [Verse 1] We dance with the wolves, wrestle with the pitbulls For fistfuls of dollars and cents, we empty pistols Plotting out elaborate scams to get our hands on some Lofts of land or maybe Thoughts of plans and they be Forcing my hand don't make me Off this man I never claimed killer, I came iller stayed realer Our chance grows, traveled the globe, fans applauded But my heart still roaming the streets, they still calling Boat names with cocaine dreams screaming "I own the game!" I'm so stained Novacaine doesn't slow the pain Lost so many I don't fear death, no tears left Numbers of my years left, blessed to be here left When they said "At fifteen he'd be already dead" I'm here heavy head steady sipping Remy Red Wild fellow tryin' a keep my mind settled Child of the ghetto, survived where nines echo [Chorus] I'm just a city guy living fly getting high Live it till I die getting by, whipping by Stand solidified big times to different sides Here's your ticket right, follow if you feel my vibe... (My vibe) [Verse 2] Yo, we caped up, ten in the lab, weapons to blast One with the city, fight for sections of land Can't sleep till the check's in my hands, it's still a hustle Bare knuckle grind, knee deep inside the struggle I don't give a fuck about much but my beloved and such 'Cause nobody to trust but us It's New York life, walk like what ya talk like Or you might, get tossed right off the ninth floor Every day is war, roamin' through the wasteland Focused, tryin' a make grands Hammers pokin' out the waistband In this cash race, they can't stand the pace I plan to make Millions and marinate across town my fam is straight Cash rules, so naturally it had me, the temptress Teasing me, I lust badly, she said "You a professional with records sold, let it go" And I replied "This is the only life I'll ever know..." [Hook] (It's the only life I'll ever know... You know?) I trust, in no one but us Trust, in no one but us Trust, in no one but us [Verse 3] Yeah, years later, hey I made it, no explaining how Walking forward through the fire while it rained down We claim sections, slang and aim weapons But still tryna live the +Good Times+ like James Evans And, we'll stick you for your shine (Hustle) Nickel for a dime (Trouble) This you're gonna find (Muscle) If you wanna grind (Struggle) Digits on the mind (Couple) Figures for the crime (Scuffle) Fists or with the nine (Bubble) Living on the line (The line, the line...) [Chorus] I'm just a city guy living fly getting high Live it till I die getting by, whipping by Stand solidified big times to different sides Here's your ticket right, follow if you feel my vibe... (My vibe) ************************************************** Movas & Shakers[Intro] This goes out to all my niggas Spendin they last on gas, grass and ass And to all my ladies playin in bars free drinks And shit push it up push it up [Chorus] Keep on, ya don't stop , if ya don't stop maybe ya won't stop If ya won't stop maybe ya can't stop So keep on, keep on an on ya keep on Ya don't stop, if ya don't stop maybe ya won't stop If ya won't stop than ya can't stop So keep on, keep on an on [Verse 1] Rebellious-I, felonas city slicker Real nigga hit ya district with the impact of a twista Now clear the zone, rhyme down the phone lines and toss motor homes My poems were found next to dinosaur bones Perform by the elders before the king's throne This style has no origin or birth date And scientists research can not calculate The great mind skatin' through space and time Vibratin' thru the bass lines that stun man kind Reclined in the leather seat the cassette blasts Vocals that smash out the bullet proof glass Rippin' through your 15's like Wolverine Sick with the lyric there be no vaccine You attach with the tractor beam, rap fiend And all heads who feel it lick off a magazine [Chorus] [Verse 2] We trip the light, ride to the rhythms of the night Skin tight honeys show me love at first sight Work light crazy legs nonstop body rock My hip hop drop you to your knees in shock Watch for the spot rushers, slang hustler Lackluster skills, salute the drill instructor Yes yes y'all I heard the 'S.O.S.' call INS to the rescue about to bless y'all Got 'em brawlin' in the mess hall and the dance hall They ants y'all and I remain to stand tall Can't fall, son'll restore like Michael Jackson off the wall Singin' life ain't so bad at all When ya livin' it we all deserve the finer things Like foreign cars, fancy clothes, and diamond rings My exotic dancers keep shakin' ya thing To my niggas on the streets thats soon to be king [Chorus] [Verse 3] Keep on keep on an on Last call for alcohol bartender two Kahlua's and milk With crushed ice in the blender What up love? Lets jelly off the dance floor Before ya man come lookin' for points he can't score More than you bargained for, deserve an encore Putt 'em down, you put 'em up till ya sore Motion picture thoughts project in wide screens Laced off the lime green, duckin' high beams Swift sword, making fetti out the bill board Rap pro, throwin' up bombs like Jeff George Catch me next tour feel free to explore Don't sweat me at the door like we met before Tryin' to dick ride, I'm inside where the chicks hide Quick slide move, we lootin' the spot... Quick slide move, we lootin' the spot [Chorus] ************************************************** Forget Me Not[Intro: Inspectah Deck, (Unknown singer)] (Baby...) Bitch! You know what I want! (Sweet love.) I wanna talk to Sampson (Girl... sweet love.. feel.) I want yo' sweet ? (Yeah, baby. Sweet love.) Yeah, BBC status. (Girl.) Mockin' birds like Zorro (Feel... baby.. sweet love.) (Girl... sweet thing... feel what I feel?) [Verse 1: Inspectah Deck] Ghetto princess told me she settled out in Flushin' Meadow Fly chick rockin' size six stilettos Drapped-out in tailor made leather and suede A serenade for the moment, then we part ways Was a church girl, quiet at home, huggin' the pilow and phone Now you're grown, rollin' bones, holdin' your own I admire, attire be bold just like her attitude Jewels from head to toe, glowin' natural I'm after you, your style's what I'm attracted to Really seem to keep it movin' when you do pass thru Knowin' when we bump heads, we will soon bump hips To be swimmin' in an ocean of love that sunk ships Homin' with the tight grip, come thunderous To wake up reminicisin' and spark the blunt clip Have you lovin' it, wonderin' if I shall return Forget me not, enternally the flame burns [Hook: Inspectah Deck, (unknown singer)] Forget me not (Baby, sweet love.) Forget me not (Girl, feel what I feel?) (Baby, sweet love. Girl, feel what I feel?) [Verse 2: Inspectah Deck] Last August, I met this hard chick, caught a carbon pick 'bout to visit her, man, in month six Just comin' home from a two year trip Now we 'bout to do two cause her man turned snitch She under pressure, want me to come rescue her But Inspectah is no haven for the rester I feel you breakin' out but it's the path you chose Fuckin' your foes will have sons breakin' your nose Seen her once or twice now as weeks went by Slidin by tryin' to hide the black eyes Lookin' right though, I might go for her seduction Dangerous curves, I must avoid bein' sucked in Lustin', I caught her at the function Slid out the side, saw the ride and jumped in Later on, the fox unlatched the black box Got her rocks then collapsed from the backshots [Hook: Inspectah Deck, (unknown singer)] Forget me not (Baby, sweet love.) Forget me not (Girl, feel what I feel?) (Baby, sweet love. Girl, feel what I feel?) [Verse 3: Inspectah Deck] (Last night...) changed it all, I had a ball First of all, I got an obscene phonecall All I heard was heavy breathin', laugh sounds and moans An intimate kiss followed by the dial tone Repeatedly, this person kept callin' my home Givin' graphic details of her sexual jones No clue of who, must've been a total stranger Annoyin' me, yeah, but talkin' me out my anger State your name and stop playin' games If you wanna spark flames, it can be arranged On your side of town, right around now What you workin' with, let me know how it's goin' down Then the phone clicked, then once again, it rang With directions to the lab, where she's doin' her thang To my surprise, when I arrived, she had her legs cocked I got her red hot and blessed the wet spot [Hook: Inspectah Deck, (unknown singer)] (*til fade*) Forget me not (Baby, sweet love.) Forget me not (Girl, feel what I feel?) (Baby, sweet love. Girl, feel what I feel?) [Outro: Inspectah Deck *in the background of the Hook*] Yeah, BBC status Mockin' birds like Zorro Give me a phonecall tomorrow ************************************************** The Grand Prix[Intro: Inspectah Deck] Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the lyrical grand prix We have our drivers racin for a $3,000,000 purse Winner takes all, gentlemen start your engines... [Verse 1: Inspectah Deck] Give me room, hit the tune Feature presentation coming soon, early June Killa Bee platoon, well groomed Spells doom, raise the volume You react like a werewolf in a full moon With the force of a Trojan horse Pushing forward, have your seat belt fastened We blasting into orbit, Wu restore the new chamber Wu-Banga number 9, expert precision and design Mastermind the plan took a matter of time From the confines of the cold world I shine It's amazin, the grace, changin pace Blazin the brakes, invadin your space Which remains in the race, claimin first place Raisin the stakes, it's a game to these fakes I hold many jewels, drop more than I wear I come in peace, prepare for the warfare The invincible fold, when they're caught in the square And the talk mad shit when the coast is clear [Break: Inspectah Deck] Yes, ladies and gentlemen We've just completed the first lap [Verse 2: Streetlife] Blood kin, knowledge, knowledge, I build with rap scholars Guns and wallets, prowess, Staten Island stylist 12 men roster, live long, prosper Street philosopher, you end up like Jimmy Hoffa Ain't a damn thing changed but the aim, bullet range Strange universe, I was nursed to blow your mainframe Think first, convert, all verse live in concert Pull a skirt, burst, while y'all niggas star search Mind yours, why you eyeing mines for Posing like a matador, I must got something you wanna die for Touch mine, reach him up, his headline, both grant 9 inch rusty splint push through your nose is vent Got my eyes on the grand prize, place your bet Watch me win it by a landslide, pull off an upset Hold the burner close by my hands and my pocket Hold the trophy high and keep my eyes on the profit [Break: Inspectah Deck] And a new driver has entered the contest Ladies and gentlemen, driver number 99 In the red car... [Verse 3: U-God] Fog lights beam, car 99 supreme A high-powered machine spits sparks of baroline The smell of gasoline, motor roar, the crowd roars The rag tuck rip, box cut caught in my jaws Enforcing my laws, ramrod in your garage The grease lightning, dusty rose, shake him, bon voyage Now duel of the iron, flying feud for you writers The speed demon, rebel talk, triggers, freedom fighters Was tracked in the cock pit, I'm writing exact I'm crushing corners, who that kid riding the track With the Wu helmet, 6th nigga, 5 cars track The last but not least, I bliss through the scrimmage No brakes, I dart, I'm racing for the finish Understand my hunger for my land down under It's the thunderous rush, after the sounds get crush The purse snatching pound, by all means snatch cream Tear your ass out of town [Break: Inspectah Deck] As we near the final lap Team Wu-Tang seems to be buildin A sizeable lead on the competition [Verse 4: Inspectah Deck] Yo, I know how to fold 'em like Kenny Rogers Popular demand, overstand these piranhas Moving on the track like a Monaco GT I stand out similar to 3D on your TV Easily breezing watching the speed dial climb Style of rhyme, left the foes miles behind Leaving skid marks on the charts Aimed at the hearts of the fake, sparked on the tapes It's starts from the gate, darts penetrate Freestyle as the decoy to sharpen the bait Holding major weight, my Supreme Team dominates Circulating, taking all bets you place In and out of state, twirling L's on the freeway NY to SC, NC to VA, GA to MD, CA to KY FL to IL, TX to MI [Outro: Inspectah Deck] As we near the checkered flake, ladies and gentlemen Team Wu-Tang's holding down the 1st, 2nd and 3rd positions And it looks like it's goin to be another sure win for Team Wu-Tang As they take home another pot of gold with this $3,000,000 purse Rebel INS, U-God, Street Life Get the loot, get the loot Cash money y'all, cash money y'all, cash money y'all ************************************************** Friction[Intro: Inspectah Deck] Is you ready? Back by popular demand... Murderous specialist tactics Wu-Tang Clan, no rehearsal or practice Niggas ain't ready for this... Niggas ain't ready for this... Niggas ain't ready for this... [Verse 1: Inspectah Deck] Chrome dips beaming off July sun rays Caesar fade, blending with the side burn shades Cotton club status, clientele, SL, heavy jewel Niggas jail, young niggas screw well Swinging like Smokey on the slow beat Johnny walker hold me, closely as I mosey on the low key If you don't know by now, you'll never know me You know me, I swing it to the young-ins and the OG's Witnessed by notary public, certified rough shit Does it feel good, how was it? Gritty like the subway tracks My protocol permanent like graffiti on the project walls On the AWOL, alias Jamal Duval Roam through the universe, plans of owning it all In the meantime, in between time, we shine Dangerous minds travel on this uphill climb [Hook: Inspectah Deck] If you want some, get some This is it, son, this one Make 'em feel the friction Guaranteed hit, son, miss none Flip one, you better bring your big gun [Verse 2: Masta Killa] Some niggas I'd rather not spar minds with They can't stimulate my thoughts or fuck with Creative testosterone, mic-phone Calms the menopausable hormone quakage Trapped like estrogen, we making All of the above, supremely I hold my shit, when I run I hesitate to stomp the come Bring water from the brain, nigga They tried to send me back, but still I came Terraform mind frame contains Elements of iron which began steel, healing men life Allah Just brought me forth to bust mine This time I spare no one Poison sword seed technique, breathe the Earth Take the head of those and feed 'em to the universe Blessed with volts of electric, life threatning segments, it's hectic [Hook: Inspectah Deck] If you want some, get some This is it, son, this one Make 'em feel the friction Guaranteed hit, son, miss none Flip one, you better bring your big gun [Verse 3: Inspectah Deck] Poetry in motion, east to west coasting Overseas blowing with lines tightly woven Still going full speed, pulling g's Trying to eat 'til my mouth gets too full to feed I excel, cast spells similar to Merlin Mic surgeon, hang like Dr. J. Erving Splurge inner city like uncensored version Merging with the fast lane, stained with the urban Word in the street, his work was dirt cheap Synthetically weak, make the fans start beef Any comeback attempts would only be in repeats They soon fall off, be mentally lost beyond reach My technique's heat leaves a permanent crease Plant my 2 feet, shooting with the quick release Never cease fire from a Street called Desire The sire, disturbing the peace with c-ciphers [Verse 4: Masta Killa] Who dare comes amongst and tries to peep it The secret of the deadly art, then leak it Snakes, leeches surround the righteous I lick a diversion shot Then slip with the swiftness to weave a raindrop Leaving the eye confused understanding blurred Cloudy electrical storms occur From the Masta, classical head bang slang The deaf tone rises like the blind and dumb Licking shots at the microphone, Iron Lung We the first to set off shit, last to run Who want some, come and get some, motherfucker! [Hook: Inspectah Deck] If you want some, get some This is it, son, this one Make 'em feel the friction Guaranteed hit, son, miss none Flip one, you better bring your big gun ************************************************** Hyperdermix[Inspectah Deck] Yo, the bare facts make 'em take Flight like Air Max Hyperdermix raps, share it and you'll both have tracks Dope man supply fire to wax, push your wigs back Hit ya like a tall cat, make ya relapse Never before have ya ever heard this level of raw My metaphors touch down like the hammer of Thor Knee deep into the war, sirens and gats roar Livin life, ragin bull, life's the matador I soar, above the law, branded illegal They still rush my door cuz I'm power to the people Sharp as an eagle's claw, certified lethal Keanu Reaves can't match the Speed I exceed to Crash the party, make 'em jump like KenEvil I take cash in advance and blast off on retrieval "Check the bangin sounds that I invent, marvelous... Check--check, marvelous... Check the bangin--the bangin sounds that I invent" - Ghostface Killah [Inspectah Deck] Yo, yo I can't, won't, don't stop rockin to the rhythm Droppin wisdom, for my niggas locked in prison For those on the streets, rock it in your system One's restin in piece, in my heart ya livin Representin all those who ain't got a pot to piss in Went from small timer to a top position I'm not kiddin, so what? Radio's not mixin While shots whistlin, niggas on my block listen To the Uncontrolled, mentally hold you P.O.W Comin through, ain't no good, ain't no love for you Cameleons play the wrong side of the fence Switchin like Clark Kent when the drama commence Ladies and gent's, my poetry's beyond intense Find me in the trench, while you hold your spot on the bench Best invest in me, favored heavenly I.N.S., address me, as your excellency Successfully defendin my belt with first rounders Where close friends get treated the same as out-of-towners "Check--check--check--check the bangin sounds that I invent... Check--check--check--check--check--check... Check the bangin--the bangin--the bangin... The bangin sounds--sounds that I invent" - Ghostface Killah [Inspectah Deck] Jurrasic insides, I rise above the norm' Urban icon, ridin on the eye of the storm Veteran form, spaz like memories of 'nam Duckin bombs on the rendezvous with Miss Saigon Calm assassin, showin my face so they can know When on Beatstreet, I paint a picture like Raymo On the lay-low, makin dough, aimin to blow Got away to go, so I'm just takin it slow From the Shao' borough, throwin the thoroughbred flow Echoin in the ghetto, throughout the metro 'Bout to let it go, give me some room to elbow Watch bitches stick to a nigga like velcro Yo, the plan is to grap what I can within my reach Expand like the crystal white sands that fill the beach With my hand on the piece, one eye is on the beast Through the rhyme I teach history class and move the mass .. I can't, won't, don't stop rockin to the rhythm Droppin wisdom, for my niggas locked in prison For those on the streets, rock ir in your system One's restin in piece, in my heart ya livin *echo* I can't, won't, don't stop rockin to the rhythm Droppin wisdom, for my niggas locked in prison For those on the streets, rock ir in your system One's restin in piece, in my heart ya livin *echo* ************************************************** The Champion[Sample] He's been taking it easy, and then suddenly the moment came Suddenly, the moment came, watch it, and... He has put together a flurry and put the champion away But no one has ever been able to do that And he's trynna survive to the final bell, what a fight You never will conquer the champion You never will conquer the champion [Inspectah Deck] I stream machine gun funk, trump slayer Major Payne game hunter, summer time shine Mind controller, hold the crowd still hill top dweller Sell the garden out, House Gang chain Cuban Link blink, lose shoes, you can never wear Stare hard, God rise above, love hate, make your choice Voice like Luther, future Hall of Famer Came a long way, stay fly, I, soldier, Ayatollah Airbender send a chill, drill sarge, hard bottom Got 'em hooked, took my time, grind heavy Ready for the world, girl please, he's too experienced Been a don, Avalon size, wise to it Do it like, Nike type gritty, city boy, 'noid never Better recognize, eyes of the tiger The fire breather, he the truth, son The champion [Sample] You never will conquer the champion You never will conquer the champion [Inspectah Deck] This is Ruger rap, clap clips, strips buzzing Cousin got the spot a blaze, J's crisp, this time styling Island of Stat, Black Hawk, walk with me, fifty cal flow Blow the roof, you learn, burn unit True it's popping, watch 'em work, purp' smoking, toke and rapping Catch a tidal wave, slave to the rhythm, give 'em hell Bell ringer, Springer Show, throw a chair, air it out Doubting Deck, check your pulse, folks, witness history Rewriting the script, switch it on 'em, taught 'em how Now's a new day, say what? Clutch shooter Through the storm, calm bomb, armed dangerous, spit game Flame thrower, Cobra Commander, pandemonium, it's only him Swim with the sharks, spark like night breeze See plan the camera flash, cash only homey And not jammed til the band done, the champion [Sample] You never will conquer the champion You never will conquer the champion ************************************************** Femme Fatale[Inspectah Deck] Yo, yo, late night, her click deserted Time is perfect, she worth it Femme fetale, pussy cat growl like Eartha Kitt The first kiss, took my heart and nursed it Looked her deep into the eyes, she realized beneath the surface Infatuated lip servant, black aphrodisiac Cat walked across the floor, her bedroom eyes glanced back She posed with the Playboy pose, centerfold body rose through her clothes My love jones rose, the stereo blow, scenario The lights slow, the hydros rose, 2 totes without the nympho We went slow, romantic interlude in the nude Soul Food, dinner for 2, private interview Silent moans whisper, the bed's bound to break Pretty brown face, I thought I felt the ground shake The sound of the rain against the window pane Drove her insane, her wild heart has now been tamed Got half a blunt flipped in the train, waitin to inhale Female packed the banger like she been in jail As we lay, reflectin on the sweet seduction A brief interuption occured, her man busted in *beat switches to a slow '70's soul beat* [Unknown '70's soul singer sample] You said you was mine, all mine (x4) *beat switches back* [Inspectah Deck] Femme fetale, pussy cat growl like Eartha Kitt I'm takin chances, but can't resist how she worked it She loved it too, left a stamp with my 'W' (What?) Your other dude got you vexed, call, I'm comin through Your spot is hot, I did not, reconsider It's not the nigga she had, but it's the way she had niggas Now, I'm tangled, caught up in her love triangle Love it on the sideline, remind when I came through I blame you, the reason that the flame grew She threw the pussy like Steve Young from all angles Carats on her ankle, made niggas break fool The Power U will trank you, but I remain cool Yo, I'm showin her love, but it's the fellings I'm avoidin She was pretty as a wild flower, sweet as poison Poison will the skull and cross bone, spoke in soft tones Red bone, both hands wore stones Plus she home alone, temptin for me to ease the tension No need to mention, I know, your man's got you tremblin You feelin threatened, jettin when she needed attention So, now she give your highness most honorable mention Femme fetale, pussy cat growl like Eartha Kitt Femme fetale, pussy cat growl like Eartha Kitt Femme fetale, pussy cat growl like Eartha Kitt Femme fetale, pussy cat growl like Eartha Kitt I'm takin chance, but can't resist how she worked it ************************************************** Chamber No. 9[Intro] "With you dead, no one will know!" "But I will!" "He cheated me. I would've have destroyed Shaolin. So we have to die." "Though you're still loyal to Shaolin, what you did with your plots is against all Shaolin ethics. I have to take you in for punishment!" "Haha haha hahaha, try it!" [Verse 1] They are sicker than the white kid with the AR Ruder than the Cuban dude with the face scar They say they lit man, we're dripping in napalm The grip, aim strong, you facepalm The hair and bone hold eigth charms The butter soft came with suede arms Super fly, no cape on Everywhere I go they let sun in, like the drapes drawn Everything, Gucci Gucci, ask Kreayshawn Came alone 'cause my game on And I was singing the same song till the pain gone Sole survivor like Akon Welcome to my world, just sign your hancock in the namelog Wave of the arm, hit him with the a-bomb, but stay calm I ain't even come to make harm I lace them with the heart Make 'em nauseous in the morn' Whatchin' him flip, same way I made eight off the four, with the raw [Chorus] (The 9th chamber, you get trapped inside my hallway) (Chamber #9) (The 9th chamber, you get trapped inside my hallway) (My team with, My team with) (The 9th chamber, you get trapped inside my hallway) (And that's one in the ch-ch-chamber, 36 styles of danger) (Raw Imma give it to ya, with no trivia) [Verse 2] Rebel, I've been vilified, none other ill as I I throw these squares in boxes, like Sicilian pies Like I told y'all a million times I done sold y'all a million rhymes From a time where you'd creep to pull a 9 over who got the biggest dimes That's why I Spit the vivid lines You can tell that I'm living minds Y'all haters better get in line I'm like a European watch on a different time Times is different, what people do to get the shine I ain't afraid to be myself, never switching sides Sittin' in position to climb, consistent with the grind Visions of living fine, while niggas getting hit with ridiculous prison time I follow the path, I ain't windup here, It took meticulous design The blood, sweat and tears, God, give we a sign Now the plug stay hittin my lines for the brawl [Chorus] (The 9th chamber, you get trapped inside my hallway) (Chamber #9) (The 9th chamber, you get trapped inside my hallway) (My team with, My team with) (The 9th chamber, you get trapped inside my hallway) (And that's one in the ch-ch-chamber, wu tang banger) (Raw Imma give it to ya, with no trivia) ************************************************** Word on the Street[Intro: Inspectah Deck] Smooth getaway, yeah One time on my ass (getaway) 'Bout to make this hundred yard dash... With the cash [Verse 1: Inspectah Deck] Yo, I'm fleein' the crime scene on the Major Deegan Power steerin', lost the handle and the Jeep spin Deep in the seat, high-pursuit by the precinct My co-defendant turned state and let the beast in They rushed my old Earth lab Grabbed 50G's cash and the stash, and let the Glocks splash Son dash down the fire escape past the weed gate The weed gate, thought it was a sting, cocked the Tre' 8 Jakes givin' chase, now the dread's must 'scape I was creepin' down the staircase, we met face-to-face In the lobby, cold stares, show no fear We out for now, but next time we might go there 'cause Po's here Must've turned down the walkie-talkie I thought I heard one tell the other that he caught me Damn! They got my man, he knows shit Bitch nigga that I roll with told shit! I laid low, 007 'til it get dark He told where my Wis' live and where the whip's parked Got my address off the license plate That eliminate, headin' to my next restin' place Uncertain, my Wis' peeped from behind the curtain And seen the high-beam from the chicky lurkin' The high-speed chase got me swervin' I needed a diversion, crashed in the side of a Suburban In the mirror, I'm starin' at the eyes of the law Couldn't jump out, fucked up the drivers-side door Called China, "Meet me in a half with the Pathfinder No time to talk, I'll fill you in when I find ya" Stopped at a neighborhood diner, brought me some attire And swore to hold me down in the fire [Hook: Inspectah Deck (Raekwon)] (The word on the street) They can't trace my rap sheets Still, I creep swift, tryin' to slip all heat (The word on the street) This thing's way beyond deep Promise me you'll keep ya mouth closed with no leaks (What's the word on the street?) The evidence concrete My Co-D mysteriously got set free (The word on the street) The photographs let the beast splash Through the projects the last few weeks [Verse 2: Inspectah Deck] Yo, you bein' watched like you new on the block from roof tops Get your booze on, these hot shots pop, music stops Party's over, bold soldier move for his holster Shot the lights out, struck the bouncer in his shoulder Hard times for Po-9, can't control the masses Scream for more, backstage, we sling V.I.P. passes Jakes sprayin' mace, riots takin' place When the Clan show they face, the fans slow they pace Get your blunt rolled, fuck the Five-0, they want it, dun' know Bitches get trampled, niggas wildin' in the front row Fire Marshall catch a beat-down, tryin' to cut my sound Radio dispatcher, back-up, bustin' rounds Without intermission from a crouch-position Bullets ricocheted off the strobe-light, strikin' Christians My nigga slipped in, 'nuff ammunition to bust back Fuck that, them outta-town cats'll take the rap It's war on the dance floor, quarter to 4 Before we peeled off, they tried to seal off the back door Gats for the beast, high-pursuit down the side street Shot up my getaway Jeep, crashed the front glass And blew the head-rest off the passenger seat I grabbed the heat, ditched the whip and then escaped on feet While the locals interrogated for names and photos Work for Five-0, swappin' info for doe [Hook] ************************************************** Lovin’ You[Intro: Inspectah Deck] What is love? Love is love What is love? (Loving you) [Verse 1: Inspectah Deck] Yo, examining her hourglass frame Exotic name, passion, splashing the fly fashions On the 2 Train, words soothing her brain There's the cue, cross the platform, she 'bout to exchange She rose slowly in planted a kiss And in the same motion, bounced off with the switch Couldn't let here go, before the train pulled off She gave me a look that described my thoughts And I was hypnotized by her ebony eyes She wised to my scheme, made her temperature rise Hours later, still zoning off the moment Happened so fast, it's over with And now you're gone, like the same short time But stay so heavy on my mind, I'm... *loving you* [Verse 2: La The Darkman] Yo, I met a bad chick, model actress Soft as a mattress, said she was catholic Physically attractive, earth-toned skin Thick but thin, looked like she just came off an island Rolled in Porsches, lady was gorgeous I'm trying to ram bar down her mental fortress Loved my name, La song, how'd you like to have my 4th born? I'm the God, I'll be your umbrella in a storm We can smoke, parlay, see a ghetto matinée Don't worry about me, young thug, 'cause I'll stay... *loving you* [Verse 3: Inspectah Deck] Dana was a girl I knew, she was true Twist Ls with the crew, bust the gat, too Had the stash labbed for when the Jake rushed 'nuff heat to grab, razors in bags Letting me rest my head, wild fugitive Accepting all collect calls throughout the bid Like a big sister, I've got major love She braid my hair, plus hold a gun in the glove While you girls move like slippery eels You the diamond in the rough that been keeping it real That's why you're closer to me than most I roll with Smoked bones, rolled dice and made dough with And now you're gone like the same short time But stay so heavy on my mind, I'm *loving you* [Outro: sample] Loving you ************************************************** That Nigga[Verse 1] Four wheelers, pop the hatch and blast that hitter Honey times, money hurry, snap that picture I wanna see the walls come down, if y'all bout it For New York, I cover the sport, like Marv Albert One, two, when I exhale, the one-two Lock it down, similar to Denzel in John Q Fire the semi, with no ice, no Bentley I'm just low fitty, throwin' limes in the Remy There's so many fraud, how could you call that real? I supply fire that'll forge the steel Can't ignore the real, yeah ya forced the deal (With who?) With that nigga, that kid, you're sure to feel Big money, big guns, big cars and all Rocked Halle on the floor at the Monster's Ball From the 718 to the 310 Underdawgz, U.D,'s, the unsung heroes [Hook] They see me in the streets they be like (that's that nigga) Rebel I.N.S., y'all know (that's that nigga) Girls of the world be sayin' (that's that nigga) All across the board they goin' (that's that nigga) Girls of the world say (that's that nigga) All across the board they goin' (that's that nigga) They see him in the streets they be like (that's that nigga) Rebel I.N.S., y'all know (that's that nigga) [Verse 2] The Movement, follow my lead, clock my speed Number one with a bullet, that's cocked to squeeze He's artist of the year, who can touch me son? Like Jimmy Castor, trust me, I've just begun And I won't stop, hoggin' the lane, droppin' my game My dogs be, rockin' them chains, poppin' the same In the distance, hawkin' my style, talkin' loud Non-believers wonder how I'm talk of the town Hate Me Now, like Puffy and Nas, I uprise Never thought big guns would survive, but surprise Now what nigga? Only drugs sell quicker Been chained in the dungeons of rap and held prisoner You'll find me, cruisin' the Ave., tool in the stash My tomb blast you in the smash, movin' the mass I'm comin' like the taxman for all their business I'm bound by my honor, so y'all bear witness [Hook] They see me in the streets they be like (that's that nigga) Rebel I.N.S., y'all know (that's that nigga) Girls of the world be sayin' (that's that nigga) All across the board they goin' (that's that nigga) Girls of the world say (that's that nigga) All across the board they goin' (that's that nigga) They see him in the streets they be like (that's that nigga) Rebel I.N.S., y'all know (that's that nigga) [Verse 3] A Titan like Steve McNair, be prepared For the Top Gun, smokin' like weed in the air Please beware, the Underdawgz roam in the yard Postin' hard, approachin' get you closer to God This is real life money, not a scene from a movie U.D.'s tighter than the jeans on a hoochie The groupies crowd around the 6 point O If it's like that now, wait til this joint blow Tell the world, the prophet has come, problem for some The masses, holler for son, hot as the sun That keep your eyes open don't you get caught sleepin' Your boy get you bouncin' like a six four leanin' [Hook] They see me in the streets they be like (that's that nigga) Rebel I.N.S., y'all know (that's that nigga) Girls of the world be sayin' (that's that nigga) All across the board they goin' (that's that nigga) Girls of the world say (that's that nigga) All across the board they goin' (that's that nigga) They see him in the streets they be like (that's that nigga) Rebel I.N.S., y'all know (that's that nigga) ************************************************** Shaolin Rebel[Intro: Sample] This mission is vital—you must succeed. But I'll warn you, you’ll meet with some formidable opposition. The Guardians use finger power and they're experts. But still, the whole future of Shaolin temple depends on your success I swear I'll do my best, no matter what the cost [Verse 1: Inspectah Deck] The whole world watch when Deck go live Black and yellow Wu fitted with them Retro 5s Plus the glow all natural, I sweat, no shine Man they love me so much the check is X-O signed You can find me in the pits where it ain’t all good You can find me out of town where the scene all woods You can find me near the safe if indeed y'all could But to find me anywhere y'all got to leave y'all hood I'm fresh off the jet where the time go back They despise that, watch a hater eyes roll back I just laugh, count the money, burn a hydro-sack But if you want it that bad, you know where I post at I seen niggas pay the price for they name in lights And like you can pull it off if you play it right (Psych!) You ain't built for it, you ain't seen the blood spilt for it You either kill it or get killed for it [Interlude: Sample] Your Highness? My Lord, what do you think? It looks quite bad And that means? Well My Lord, I think there's trouble ahead You must go to Shaolin now. Listen, I warn you; don’t fail Sir Shaolin will be under my control [Verse 2: Inspectah Deck] You play a dangerous game knowing you lame Now you wanna come fuck with the grain—you insane? Or maybe that’s your man gas, you know your man asks “How you gang gang with yoga pants and handbags?” I don't get it, maybe I ain’t supposed to Comparin' them to me is like Stop and Shop to Whole Foods I'm Scarface at the interview—so rude I'm old school but still cooking the soul food We gotta lot of devils rocking angel wings It’s 2019, I seen Stranger Things Everywhere I appear I'm clear to make a scene I'm Blade Runner, gliding on a lazer beam Water with the alkaline there ain't no doubt in mind I work ‘em out like a mountain climb With or without your love I'll be fine I'll be riding that thin line, I'm runnin' out of time [Outro: Sample] Come now, it's time Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha ************************************************** The Movement[Inspectah Deck] Ye-yeah Smooth like a green Caddy, ya fiend badly Heads spin like Giovanni's on the Navi Hammers spit, quick as the darts, niggas part Like the Red Sea, test me, I'm sick with the art Been held back, it's either rap or sell smack Black Knight like Martin Lawrence, run tell that It's the I-N-S-P-E-C-T-A-H Livin' life on the line, I hope I see daybreak This is ground level, rounds echo out the Special Be easy, U.D.'s out to get you Throw it in the smash (so fast) Known to spaz (go ass) We like strippers makin' niggas (throw cash) Smoke the blue green (call it topaz) Fake thugs (hold ass) You be the next rapper (fallin on ass) Wanna measure my size? I rise above the norm The urban icon ridin' on the eye of the storm, fool [Hook: Inspectah Deck] All my people from the front to back If you want it like that just.. MOVE! Get ill, no time to chill Yo, you feel what I feel then.. MOVE! Girlfriend, you love how it sounds Put ya drink down and.. MOVE! COME ON! COME ON! COME ON! COME ON! [Inspectah Deck] What ya do now, put ya loot down You can bet it on the new sound Heavy like a Hummer on deuce pounds True hounds, on the loose in ya town Bound to the move the crowd, it's The Movement (you down?) Scream at the top of ya lungs Pop one for Aaliyah, Left Eye, BIG, 'Pac and Pun Ride with me shotgun, rock with son Heads bop to the drums, still shocked and stunned Come alive y'all, gangsta like white walls On the blue Snoop Deville, watch ya eyeballs Blade stay choppin' the track, game top of the pack I spit flames y'all acknowledge the fact Find out Big Rug get it poppin' like that Throw it down like Stackhouse, cockin' it back So ladies? Is you wit me now? Don't fake down Everybody brace yaselves, it's a shakedown [Hook] [Inspectah Deck] I do this for dough, but it's really for love Feel me, it's love for hot girls, willies and thugs My groups cross seas, call us junglin' thugs And it's sure to move ya feet like a gun in the club I blaze like a ounce and a half, stay countin' the cash For all lames that doubtin' my craft He's no pretender, he won't surrender (He's a rebel) Don't y'all remember? A major player in the game Play the frontline, ain't afraid to make a change I stay way beyond range So far from the norm my code name's Doc Strange Now get down with the get down Sendin' missles to all my dogs in the big house Make 'em wig out, Spiderman still on the web Log on like ya clickin' the mouse, yeah! [Hook] ************************************************** Game Don’t Change[Verse 1] The nigga that all of the talk 'bout Plates on the table, got knives and forks out Nines and four-pounds clappin' like proud parents S.I., red-eyes off the loud package Corner G, born a G, talk so raw You couldn't nod harder off a D-Boy Magneto pull Brother stay, custom made Twelve hundred spokes on a vehicle City slick, sip liquor with a 50's kick I keep a grip, pretty bitch, and a sticky spliff From a place called try and test We're them shooters, they let it fly quicker than step It's the come-up, "Yo, whaddup boss, where the work at?" Ten G's a day on a pole, shorty, twerk that Yeah, that's get it how you live it While niggas get mad tryna figure how you did it Twenty-four seven, three-sixty-five, mind on the money Friday night, eyes on the honey Rebel lean on 'em, no prometh Saturday, fuck around, blow the whole check [Chorus] Chase paper, see what the streets make of you The victor or the vic just to name a few If these walls could talk, they'd tell you what the neighbors knew The game don't change, the players do [Verse 2] I spent countless hours countin' thousands a hour At the stove with the Pyrex, mountains of powder How I hooked 'em with the blue chops Wildlife, rumble with a few cops Checkin' out the view from the rooftops Starin' at the Verrazano, thinkin' that there's gotta be more 'Cause these four corners is all that I know I'm a monster, feed my hunger Neo with the red pill, all I see is numbers It's like a jungle sometimes make me wonder how a nigga ain't catch a body or go six feet under Government informant, secret indictments Seen a nigga leave with the judge when he was sentenced Resident patient, basic, it's that gritty Got a one-way ticket down to Rack City Careful though, they layin' cats flat, back to back The Feds snap your chat, no app, fact V.V.S. chrome spin, your domes spill New enemies, used to be old friends Yeah, that's how it go when your power grow They wanna put out your fuse when you 'bout to blow [Chorus] Chase paper, see what the streets make of you The victor or the vic just to name a few If these walls could talk, they'd tell you what the neighbors knew The game don't change, the players do ************************************************** S.O.S.[Intro: Inspectah Deck] Shoot em on sight, sight, sight Shoot em on sight, sight, sight Shoot em on sight, sight, sight Shoot em on sight, sight, sight Another mission, Street Life, gun talk, Sir I [Verse 1: Inspectah Deck] Don't push me, because I'm close to the edge Livin on this thin line, I know the ledge Allegience I pledge strictly to my comittee Way above the law, we soar the inner city My crime pays, deep in the metro, nines blaze Shorties watchin plus adoptin my ways In the PJ's, the heat blaze and beats raid Can't see the cage but can't leave the Streets Of Rage [Verse 2: Street Life] It's a Shoot On Sight fair, warfare prepared, arm yourself beware hardware tear through your flesh and bones bear Witness stand clear Flash the Wu-sign to see if my comrades is in here P.L.O. began this, 99 bananas Wu extravaganza, cops scandals and guns, a S.O.S Prepare for the slug fest, unusual suspect disconnect your outfit It's a dead-end Street, I play for keeps release Shots through your fleece, retreat, delete you from the crime spree [Chorus] Shoot em on sight, sight, sight Shoot em on sight, sight, sight When you got beef wit one time, S.O.S When you standin on the front line, S.O.S Niggas wanna steal your sunshine, S.O.S When it comes time to do or die, S.O.S For the five-oh that brutalize, S.O.S Before you try suicide, S.O.S [Verse 3: Street Life] Street chronicle, wise words by the abominable High honourable, rap quotable phenomenal Seniority kid, I speak for the minority Ghetto poverty fuck the housing authority Not to be idolized, I deal wit grand larceny Money laundering, auto theft, and armed robbery 99 regiment torment your resident Street intelligence child, Killa Hill pedestrian Sucker for love-ass, niggas catch a gay-bash Slim-Fast from the gun blast burner, I last The S-T-R, double E-T, own a Desert E Keep it closely, I feed off envy and foul energy Your best friend's your worst enemy Thug therapy until they bury me, it's do or die tonight Shoot out a street light, bleak life Aim at your windpipe, squeeze tight [Verse 3: Inspectah Deck] In the parking lot, parked in a dark spot The specialist wit one shot been at the drop Your Highness INS, darts catch your body Feds got me on watch with nothing yet to charge me I strike quick, movin on the night shift Rollin wit those who been the same likeness Where I come from the blast make your ears go numb Trust no one 'cause murderers range old to young And death don't discriminate, to choose your fate Shot wit hypodermic sword wit the trey-eight Gotta hold your weight, there's no escape from the mayhem I'm living for now but tryna make it to the a.m Creeping in the hallways, we always on barrow Calico crept close to over cash flow The neighbourhood watch, the skunks in my sock got me rocked But keep my eyes on the shot clock [Chorus] Shoot em on sight, sight, sight Shoot em on sight, sight, sight When you got beef wit one time, S.O.S When you standin on the front line, S.O.S Niggas wanna steal your sunshine, S.O.S When it comes time to do or die, S.O.S For the five-oh that brutalize, S.O.S Before you try suicide, S.O.S ************************************************** Sound of the Slums[Intro] *kung fu fighting* [Verse 1: Inspectah Deck] It's the sound of the slums, drama with drums You pop shots with the corks, cause a problem for some Got the whole city up, floatin' with the semi tuck Roamin' out of zone, and I'm known in the gritty cuts And a Wu Killa Bee co-d, dumpin' off Broad day, no mask, so you know it's me Notice me, I shine like July sun Live son, I'm a rider through provide one Show the CREAM, I bust and blow the scene In a fast car, kickin' up dust and smoke screen Hit a nigga hard as Joe Green, his whole team Feel it, swollen veins, a dope fiend feeling Coming out the mouth, like you won't be killing Yeah, you sold three million but you banned on the block Long guns to your face, pass the mansion and yacht And you ain't retaliatin' man, you ran to the cops [Verse 2: Masta Killa] Uh, all gangstas and fellow MCs, we now meet The threat is now an actual fact, and that's the least The lion paw, ripping your jaw, dismantle face piece You may not have heard or seen, my Murder One Team Something's best untold, crime related I am who I am, so fuck it, if son stuck it We all ate a plate of the best, sipped the fine grapes My rugged lifestyle is survive, I don't apologize Hustle is the road I chose, there's no compromising When the guns is drawn, shots fire Son, all my killas is fam, nothing hired Y'all faggot niggas wired for sound, before the things blast Wait for the train to pass, man, face down We straight from the murder capital town It goes down, daily on the regular Dressed in assassin attire the bulletproof wrap Strap 'em with the bomb to his body, ain't no coming back... ************************************************** No Good[Sample] I miss her secretly And it's no good for me [Verse 1] Used to run the streets every night and day Momma love pray please don't throw your life away And momma used to say, "Take time young man. Use your mind wise and devise a strong plan." Then the devil roll up, with his girl temptation People obey cause they too afraid to face him Me I wasn't even tryna break the mold Just sick of the shit, tryna take control Through the rain, hail, snow gotta make the dough That's the life, right? Slowly it'll take your soul Felonies adding up, just take my rights Relationship goals I had to change my life Got jealous ones judging me Cops wanna fuck with me Wanna get the strap but the seeds looking up to me Living through scrutiny Eyes on my destiny Blowin' on blue dream Listening to Can It Be? [Hook] Dying to keep it so hood At the end of the day you find it no good The lifestyle, wow it feels so good Get the girls, sip the Hennessy and smoke woods You the talk of the town, through the whole hood On your grind, getting money like you know you should Sell your soul for the gold, yeah I know you would Can't knock you, racked up all the dough you could Yo, I ain't gotta tell you if you know the hood Watch your back, though, bro they up to no good [Verse 2] Teach the young ones, help them make their life better See it's cold now, even in the nice weather A lot of attitudes, people being treated kind of senseless So relentless, the negativity is endless Ain't no love in the city's heart This is deep water fit for the biggest shark Murder, death, killed check the crime rate Know what a khazer is? That's a pig that don't fly straight If you ain't straight then you crooked 99% of the time, if you ain't make it then you took it Look, I spit a jewel that the gambler gave you Never count your money, while you sitting at the table And all of that won't even save you 'Cause when you in too deep, these mean streets will claim you All your soldiers gotta move in line Or you could be the one that's on the news at 9 [Hook] It's fine, I know you wanna keep it so hood At the end of the day you find it no good The lifestyle, wow it feels so good Get the girls, sip the Hennessy and smoke woods You the talk of the town, through the whole hood On your grind, getting money like you know you should Sell your soul for the gold, yeah I know you would Can't knock you, racked up all the dough you could Yo, I ain't gotta tell you if you know the hood Watch your back, though, bro they up to no good ************************************************** Trouble Man (Sign of the Times)[Inspectah Deck] Check out the avenue, New York, New York the Rotten Apple We grapple in the streets to stack loot and slip the shackles I'm currently, servin twenty-nine to life Duckin the searchlight, no sleep for like the third night The big life is trife, got the young kids hyped Cops shoot on sight, heat pipe be blowin through the night The land where you ain't fam, there's no pity Similar to Chocolate City, ten times gritty Hittin hard, liquor's God, niggas plottin on the come off And come off, quicker than the clothes on the stripper And slide like she doin up and down the railing Bitch tailing in the Range with Golden Arms smooth sailin The clock's tickin, somebody's on the block snitchin The plot thickens, phones are tapped, cops listen Too hot for prison, plus too cold to hold my girl Cause I married this life and she's my whole world Chorus: {Vinia Mojica} It's just a sign of the times Calmly listen - to these lines.. I'm goin out of my mind Livin - the street life.. [Inspectah Deck] Aiyyo, aiyyo Make me wanna holla way they do my life My life, is like a carousel one endless night Where most die for pies, some holdin their chrome A large percent die for causes not even their own When the Inspectah Deck be long dead and gone Long live the INS clone they workin on Til then, I hold a section, I stand alone no co-defendant Showin the weapon, this saga had no story endin It's ghetto heaven, and at the same time hell - shots propel The one that missed me got Chanel In the future ruled by computer, I self tutor The music is the simulator, facin the user I do it for those who walk the same road And no regrets do I hold for the path I chose No sleep since the intro, patrol the windows I reminisce, with the chalice and my eyes half closed If I could do it again, I'd probably do it the same Thought I was through with the game, I'm goin through it again The hood life, I'm in it to the limit Couldn't quit it for a digit, die for it cause I live it Chorus [Inspectah Deck] Yo, been around the world but just can't seem to leave The state of mind that causes tangled web I weave Made my home in the heart of it Move like Seagal, "Hard Target" Most want no part of it, it's logic Cutthroat party in the Shark Pit Cold blooded souls carry bulldogs and oxes, knowledge this Maintain and remain sane In the cold world where the rules ain't changed Still Rebel to society, government be eyein me They probably watchin me right now as I'm speakin But all I'm guilty of is teachin you the truth They got proof, so you know I'll be home before the weekend The hood life, I'm in it to the limit In it from the scrimmage, livin it, lovin every minute And every hour, til the powers that be Eventually stress me to the death "Y'all know the science right?" "Death with the intellect" "aight.. aight.." "Represent, I make it hot" "13th.. chamber.. specialist.. from the Bricks" Chorus {Vinia Mojica} Street life.. so trife.. Street life.. for life.. Feels like.. feels like.. My paradiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiise.. "Yeah y'all.. uh-huh.." (7X to fade) ************************************************** Russell Jones[Ol' Dirty Bastard Sample] When the MCs came, to live out their name Most rocked the rhymes that was all the same But when I elevated and mastered the time You will stimulate from the high post rhyme You got shocked because you knew who you were rocked Like the sucker MCs, from off my block Talkin' to you, your MC crew Not speakin' 'bout one n-, I'm speakin' 'bout two Speakin' 'bout the thr- Swearin' they can rhyme Wanna battle the God? you'll lose every time [Hook] Everything's dirty that's Russell Jones If you call it unique, call it Russell Jones Real shit, feel it in your blood and bones Straight gutter, bustin' up your fucking dome Russell Jones (Russell Jones) Russell Jones (Russell Jones) Dirty as steak and that's Russell Jones Straight gutter, bustin' up your fucking dome Real shit, feel it in your blood and bones [Verse 1] I'm lit as a stove, my shine light glistening, stones But they don't listen, their position is froze, bro They wishin' to clone, position alone These bitches get type D when I get in my zone Yo, hater wanna bitch and moan, get grown I'm in your face everyday like a zit or a mole I stretch your mouth, like a fitness pro I spit liquid gold Fish and grits flow, swift control Homie winnin', yo I'm different it's sure So highly anticipated to drop, call me Christmas snow Witness the pro, I'll whip it up, chip it quick Get it to go, they talk fast, but they business is slow Friendships tentative, fuck that man I did it for dough And I did it so these niggas'll know Grown men tricking these hoes Like "Hey Ma, meet Vanessa" But just met her doing splits on a pole Whoa [Hook] Everything's dirty that's Russell Jones If you call it unique, call it Russell Jones Real shit, feel it in your blood and bones Straight gutter, bustin' up your fucking dome Russell Jones (Russell Jones) Russell Jones (Russell Jones) Dirty as steak and that's Russell Jones Straight gutter, bustin' up your fucking dome Real shit, feel it in your blood and bones [Verse 2] Battle me dummy, I'm raw like natural honey Ain't nothin' happen 'til after the money All the broads call me daddy, they love me All happy to touch me Snake eyes glow, it had to get ugly Truth be told, I ain't mad to you buddy I gave you 5 minutes of shine now it's back to the money Sonny, I'm laughing you funny I'm wild like cats in Kentucky You get your head cracked, that's if you lucky Flashy or bummy I'm fly still, splashin' your bunny Past hungry, you know where to get it faster then plug me Niggas think it's all lavish and lovely I'ma animal trust me I leave the scene massacred, bloody Mad grungy, fat bag of that funky Restin' in heaven, only way I see these rappers above me Been a savage since pampers and onesies Enter the 36, see if you make it back in just one piece [Hook] Everything's dirty that's Russell Jones If you call it unique, call it Russell Jones Real shit, feel it in your blood and bones Straight gutter, bustin' up your fucking dome Russell Jones (Russell Jones) Russell Jones (Russell Jones) Dirty as steak and that's Russell Jones Straight gutter, bustin' up your fucking dome Real shit, feel it in your blood and bones [Verse 3] Yo Rebel for life, I'm better than nice Lines hold your mind tight, like your head in a vice General stripes, I spot you with the ? the sight I'm ready to strike, I'm sayin' my nigga Just have the bread right Cause if the bread right, Deck there every night Dime under the wings, she looking very nice ************************************************** Certified (Chamber No. 9)Beware the Ides of March Men at times are masters of their fates [Verse 1] Now I couldn't stop, even if I came with ABS Wavy‚ fed‚ cashing crazy checks‚ that's why they be vexed Got they lady wet, 'cause I'm far out, Space Cadet I've been breaking necks‚ since the boombox tape cassettes I ain't faded yet, place your bet, Deck's a major threat Sort of like a portrait of nature the way I take your breath Coast-to-coast‚ no boasting, "Yo, you're the favourite, Deck" Everyday I'm making boss moves, y'all been taking baby steps Pull up in the Navy stretch next to the grey sea, yes Nobody guards homie, I'm straight in the shady set I get paid for rec petrifying like the face of death How I handle these kids, got niggas calling ACS Hate to check me out, no doubt, I'm out the spray the set Aimin' vet, pushing more raw than the way connect Make them sweat, imma blow your mind like the greatest sex Lines so defined, like I wrote it with a laser jet [Bridge] When I introduce you, I'm gonna say, "This is a friend of mine", that means you're a connected guy Now if I say instead that, "This is a friend of ours", that would mean you're a made guy, "A Capiche?" [Verse 2] Certified, rappin' fire verse, once the curtains slide Leader of the rebellion, yo, this could turn the tide Stay killing it, my God, watch the murder rise Input my output watch the server fry I let the burner fly dickheads get circumcised My life is one big dream like in the workers eyes I hear the whispers I heard the murmur lies So what the snakes in my circle I bear no further ties Sir, I, bring the pain like the hurt inside Or when the person died you should've heard the cries Word of wise, fuck with Rebel, it ain't worth the prize 'Cause I be deep in the crease right where the serpent lies I make your lady clap that ass, maybe twerk her thighs Merrily these words go round like a circus ride Trying to tell him Rebel won't be commercialized Worldwide delivery to your curbside [Outro] "This is my friend, more even than my own family" "Is that right? Friend of mine, friend of ours? What do I - What do I call you? Friend of ours? or-or-" "Keep your fucking mouth shut about me. You know what I'm saying? Hey, Don." ************************************************** The Cause* multiple gunshots * [Intro: Inspectah Deck] Yo, when we do this, we do it for real We do it for the love, we do it for the money For the cash, for the women, the birds We do it for the foundation, for the people No matter how we do it, we do it for The Cause Yea, yo [Hook: Inspectah Deck] What you in for? What you live for? What you die for? I hope its for The Cause .. What you work for? What you stand for? What you strive for? I hope its for The Cause [Inspectah Deck] Inspectah, rhyme beretta nine in ya sector Wet the scenery with extreme measures Supreme lecture, bless the heads who dare enter The 9th Chamber, dance with the mind bender Surrender your throne, there's no room for pretenders Bystander pollyin worldwide with nine members Distributin, my verbal sharp shootin While I execute the deadliest moves with fine tunin Duel of the Iron Mic bound to spark fusion Movin at the speed of light, nice at what I'm doin Drop it in ya brain like spice, without the five mics Heads roll off hilltops when I strike Sniper aim, stick you up for your price of fame Like the flame, watch you get hot inside the game Recognize my name, I.N.S., your highness I rep for live sets, place ya bets, make ya threats There's no cure, even the experts are stunned My work is done as soon as I've just begun *echo* [Hook] [Streetlife] Strictly, Streetlife, I never play a fan of the fame Just build on my name, and master the slang I'm hittin harder than a lot of artists in the game I'm lyrically acclaimed, rockin just the same Than any MC who ship platinum or gold And only recoup to pay back what you sold Over budget your video, got pimped like a ho Y'all niggas move slo-mo like robotic clones I'd rather be alive and paid, than dead broke My life is like a thin line, on a tight rope A fiend with no dope, wrong way to provoke The man behind the scope, tucked, ready to smoke From the same place you from, different hood, the same slum Mother's third seed, father's first son Bastard child runnin wild, livin foul Ran into some juvenile niggas in design P.L.O. Style, sign my name on the line Your beef is mine, dangerous minds combine, we all carry nines *echo* [Hook] [Inspectah Deck] Hitman like Thomas Hearns, bustin while the weed burns Shorty, sixteen, yearns for my crew to take turns I'm a loose cannon, medically examined Found deadly as a plague, soon to spread like famine Splurgin, livin out the dirty version Throwin rocks at the ghetto birds circlin the urban Workin overtime, you notice the shine Niggas scope mine, models won't work Capone nine [Streetlife] We travel in pairs, you got the front, I watch the rear Got money on my mind this year, by all means Put an end to your cold stairs, crush your small dreams What you hear is the truth, fuck what you used to I provide you with street music you can ride to Push through, sound blastin through the sun roof Street surfer, lurkin, thirsty for the loot I'm in it to fuck fans and rock mic stands I work for cash and fans, and die for the Clan ************************************************** Settlement* appeared on promo (radio) copies of "Uncontrolled Substance" {evil laughter} {sounds of sword fight} "Words don't help you" (x4) [Verse 1] [Inspectah Deck] Yo, I got sight beyond sight like the sword of Omen Beats are left broken by the wise words spoken Survive livin, driven by blood money hunger Snakes lay, waitin impatiently to steal your thunder We stay sharp, state-of-the-art, tear the stage apart Razor Sharp poison darts raid the charts Through the underground, some are found changin bounds The gun sparks like the bloodhound and hunts ya down The hood life, I'm in it to the limit Wouldn't quit it for a digit, die for it cuz I live it Before I let go, have correct dough I Bust my shit off, I'm out to blow the lid off, alert the metro I glow like a lazer lights show, your eyes squint Vibrant, true colors, I move swift and silent Livin by the day, hearts are cold like winter nights Got a hot 10 on the dice in this game of life A-alikes in tune, immune to snake bites Roll like the blue coats with no lights, late night Smooth criminal, born original on a lyrical high Perform miracles before your 3rd eye Sir I light up the round table Lockin the king's crown, able to hold it down stable Fatal tech 9's could make mines deadly duties Fatal beauties seduce me, used by a hootie and the blowfish groupie Unruley, fists of fury fly loosely Cash still rules, ain't nothin new, tuck your jewellry "Words don't help you" (x2) [Hook: Inspectah Deck] Some sound-sound like they real top guns But this a true sound, it's a champion Rock the mic in every session Reign number 1, no competition [Verse 2] [Inspectah Deck] Just when you thought it was safe To make a name for yourself, the blows delf You get stripped for your belt, run your garments Feather-weights don't know what you involve in Revolvin in fantasy, ya dilute the solvin My hip hop quoted as an Uncontrolled Substance Rough from the beginnin, whispered in my blood Since my child days, blazed, workin on entery level 50 metal jackets are found, no sign of Rebel The Iyatollah, Kenny Rogers in the game of high rollers Side-kick, Lucky Hands the dice thrower Amputate tracks, blow back the mic holder Godlen ax blade come down, the mic's over Takin flight in the Rover, nobel street soldier Deep cover mission, rap spies be my folder I.N.S. a.k.a. J. Hunter, vocal gunner Known to choke-hold the funky drummer Hunter city tour for the summer The last dog, Wu Forever roar through your 4 runner My all-star team put up Jordan-like numbers Small wonder, get your welcome mats snatched up from under Your cold feet, jacked your whole feat and mad a whole mil' No frills with no skills and bounded to steal This is real, Wu part 2 spark you Reality bites with teeth marks like a shark do Niggas dick-ride by the carpool, Gods rule If I could own rocks, got me toxy at the bar stool Me and my girl boost the underworld, duckin feds Can't trace the blood of my swords, double-edged [Hook] "Words don't help you" (x4) [Outro: sampled girl] Nothin you sell, oh, oh... ************************************************** Who Got It?"He who write the songs.." - repeated throughout the intro [Intro: Inspectah Deck] Festos (who got it, huh, who got it?) Underdawgz in the building, U.D.'s (who got it, huh, who got it?) Streetlife, Size/7, what, Johnny Blaze (who got it, huh, who got it?) Yeah, what, it's a Shaolin thing y'all, get familiar [Inspectah Deck] Truth scholar, you holla up the few dollars I work it overtime, whether white or blue collar I prove my honor, cuz I been through the drama Wu-Chronicles, and I continue the saga Chart topper, rhyme tough as body armor When I speak, I hold the globe like a Dalai Lama The flow is aqua, pa, you swimmin' wit the known piranha The soul father, get to know my whole persona Like Shaquana, from Guyana, stay lace in cabana For papa, she shake her tata's like maracas Fiend for the block opera, your top sponsor Got you locked in the scope of the rocket launcher Stop your offers, cop mine, I drop it monster Let the rhyme inside your mind like chocolate ganja, it's the worst [Hook: sampled singer (Inspectah Deck)] He, who writes the songs, he, who writes the songs (who got it, huh, who got it?) He, who writes the songs, he, who writes the songs (who got it, huh, who got it?) He, who writes the songs, he, who writes the songs (who got it, huh, who got it?) He, who writes the songs, he, who writes the songs, he.. [Inspectah Deck] I supply the fire, let your headsets be the bomb One song, give you pipe dreams like Cheech & Chong Got dough, cop and go, all else breeze along Be strong, the high last four weeks long Get your eat on, she'll hold you til the fever is gone Got you cold sweatin', and up creepin' til dawn Wide eyed, off the side, no sleepin' on morn' O.D.'ing, just the side effects, so, please be warned Son, I raise your blood pressure like tight jeans and thongs Guaranteed like throwin' the bomb to Keyshawn Put your peeps on, I spice it up like Dijon We be, ease to calm, to the streets we belong Don't be alarmed, cuz indeed the heat is on So hot, to touch me, you need tweezers and tongs If I breathe on the mic, it's left weakened and torn Til he gone, you'll be leanin' like your sneakers are worn, off the worst [Hook] [Inspectah Deck] I got the works, like a Burger deluxe, you heard it was us Got You All in Check like Dirty and Bust' Play dirty and rough, remain thirsty for bucks Seein' dollar signs like today's the first of the month Dunn, it hurts when I touch, flames burst off the verses I bust Some wanna scuff, but ain't worthy enough What? I burn you up rookie, just hang your jersey up I'm on the east side, workin' at a Mercury truck Seen me servin' up the uncut, that certainly crush Murderous, first to bust, expert in the clutch That's my word up, loose links, lurk in the cut On the re-up, be sure to catch a third degree rush Here's your beat up, I keep the cut, verbally plush Keep a burnin' Dutch, heat tucked and burgundy chucks Won't you turn it up, them wit the girlies, they lust It's the dopeman, my jams run your thirty and up, it's the worst [Hook] [Sample to end] ************************************************** A Lil Story[Intro: (sample) Inspectah Deck] (Everything's black, black as death I knew there was something wrong when I saw that light Am I... Am I going blind? Tell me, am I going blind?) House Gang, Urban Icon Your big brother Deck in ya face A/K/A the General Maximus A/K/A Radar, A/K/A Excalibur Sword Bearer, RZA, what up? [Inspectah Deck] I keep a blunt lit, holding my nuts, dark Caesar cut Throw some dough on the wood, things can be discussed I stay thirsty, grind and play Dirty Worthy like James, with Nikes and game jerseys Third degree penmenship, flow is effortless Make the mass congengrate, like they methodists Specialists, I'm ya draft pick, catch ya flicks Heads get right off of this, it's that shit Killa Hill madness, we at it Fantastic like the Four, it's automatic Off with the hinges, when it come down to legal tenders It's business, we get in ya blood with no syringes Certified live, provide the dope side Both coasts slide, my vibe is so fly Sick kid, see me get big with six fig's I flip wigs, let it be known, the kid lives [Hook: Inspectah Deck] Here's a little story, that I got's to tell About the R to the E, to the B-E-L Dipped off the scene, niggas throught he fell But now I'm back making heads spin like Sprewells [Inspectah Deck] With the, eye of the tiger, like Stallone I hit the microphone, my life can't be cloned by Spike Jonze While y'all busy Being John Malchovich, ain't even bout it Come out the house and see the streets, coward With a fainted heart, make easy pray for the sharks And bravehearts, bang hard, and aim sharp On every block, something sold, is something cold At ya back, so nothing's told after the fact Yeah, I dwell where they bring the hell, kings'll fell I try to leave the light, still my name ring bells And I'mma be here for a minute, all in it From the scrimmage, I was born with it, come on, get it If you want it bad, we got automat's for ya fags Take ya manhood, along with all you have It's the Undadogz, hunger, dog, we run the yard Dance with the wolves, and that's the fun part I get my weight up, benchin' the world Me, my man and my girl, thorough in my sec', reppin' my borough Head shots of Henny, plenty broads in they cut offs Send 'em on a date with your boss, when ya nut off, you done off Blood lost, is more than a game, torture and pain It's all for the fortune and fame, I said Blood lost, is more than a game, torture and pain It's all for the fortune and fame [Hook 2X] ************************************************** 24K[Intro: Hellfire] Should split out here nigga, you all ready? [Verse 1: Hellfire] Yo, Hellfire, spit flames, I enjoy the game My full bang I’m inducted to the hall of pain These funny niggas look goofy and they all the same Niggas fronting for the Grand, they adore the fame I like money but I won’t flash the quick cash Got hella chips in the bank and a thick stash I’m known to fuck, thick divas, and amazing sluts You run around with old Cougars with the raisin butt A lot of rappers play tough but it ain’t enough Take my advice, if you lame, nigga, change it up Canary ice in my chain and my wrist watch These new jacks getting high like they Chris Rock They sip lean, mixing percs with the molly pills While other niggas sniff right/white off the dollar bill I’m battle chicken, if you flex, Imma back out I turn your new happy home to a trap house [Chorus: Inspectah Deck] Tec poppin’, they don’t get it poppin’ Like we do, we do, we do, nah Can’t drop it ain’t nobody stopping Double U, not you, not you, nah [Verse 2: Inspectah Deck] I’m the next Nike egg greatness is nothing No medication for the hatred and suffering Like sanitation all the papers I’m stuffing, heads get faded I’ve been cracked since the days when I hustled it New York survivor, oil supplier, talk lava Dragon breath with Phoenix heat, I’m on fire And y’all liars, get caught up in the crossfire I’m 7:30, too early walking the short wire I’m saying wow crazy You foul a shady, just loud and lazy Me? I change the game like my new born Givin’ you food for thought, you wanna get your loot on I fucked it up daily like Donald Trump, yeah The flow like hopscotch, you gotta jump Shot rounds it’s locked down give up the bread Knuckleheads get knocked down, nothing said [Chorus: Inspectah Deck] Tec poppin’, they don’t get it poppin’ Like we do, we do, we do, nah Can’t drop it ain’t nobody stopping Double U, not you, not you, nah [Verse 3: Capadonna] Shaolin, whirlwind, adequate knockout I sentence niggas to the max before they could cop-out I school MCs, I’m your favorite rap nigga I’ve been around the block, you’ve been stuck on the track, nigga You’re voices down low and your rhymes are whack While I been flippin’ that, give me that shit, dimes and crack My darts from the shot bust, I’m taking the shortcuts You can’t get pussy, you’d be paying my whores up This is the bad me, the good me don’t record stuff Razor sharp, hunt you down, rats get tore up Wedding cake, blowing out my candles, leave us better taste Cheddar raise cyanide, and I ain’t even tryna set a pace Long microphone, shoot, I never hesitate Convict, hold my rap in the hand like barbed wire MCs burning my back, bonfire ************************************************** Na Na Na[Intro] (Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na) Lyin'  around the corner, yo (Na  Na Na Na Na Na Na Na) [Verse 1] Franchise player, get your money right Honeys looking right, what a lovely night Any  form of hate, you're the funny type 'Cause  your boy don't stop, Imma run the lights In the pits, where the bulls and the wolves be All  type of shine, no jewelry The fabulous life, ask, you'll see See I know it's no love, you don't fool me Ahh, we get it lit like the night sky Level  up over Rebel? Yeah, nice try! I can run a bakery, how I slice pies Shorty work her thighs, like a bike ride [Chorus] Front to the back go wild like a riot Right to the left, 2-step, don't fight it Drunk with the blunt head, pour it up, light it (Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na) Bottom to the top, got the whole spot wired Side by side, you can buy it undivided Party over here, yo, over there, they're invited (Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na) [Verse 2] Let me slow it down, get you up to speed A heartfelt letter couldn't touch me The body on the track work, one to three Even told the judge "Don't judge me" Greenlight special, anything could go Your boy drop cold like winter snow Ghetto Gigolo that Bigalow She working like a pro she could get it though I'm posted on site, no internet Been a threat, you wasn't living yet You don't want this smoke, it's like a cigarette Place your money on Deck, that's the bigger bet [Chorus] Front to the back go wild like a riot Right to the left, 2-step, don't fight it Drunk with the blunt head, pour it up, light it (Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na) Bottom to the top, got the whole spot wired Side by side, you can buy it undivided Party over here, yo, over there, they're invited (Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na) [Verse 3] Parking lot, flippin' those guest lists Whole set gettin' stupid off of Deck's shit Smooth criminal lean, your boy flexin' Fire marshal padlock the exits Yeah, I got it all, call me one-stop You lads stink rappers, you was once hot Moving on the boss time I don't punch clocks I'll be lit on the reg' like your drunk Pops Your highness, and I ain't even claim King Full time on the grind while the dames clean Big time with the shine while my name ring You get it, poppin' bride, we do the same thing [Chorus] Front to the back go wild like a riot Right to the left, 2-step, don't fight it Drunk with the blunt head, pour it up, light it (Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na) Bottom to the top, got the whole spot wired Side by side, you can buy it undivided Party over here, yo, over there, they're invited (Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na) ************************************************** What It Be Like[Chorus] You know we tryna eat right Homies in the street life So we holding heat like We going at the beast ride Never get no peice right Tell 'em what it be like You know we get no sleep right Not knowing of the peace life Drama never cease right? Killers on the creep night So we got the cheap ride Tell 'em what it be like [Verse 1] There's a war goin' on outside no man is safe from A hundred shells ripped off from out the K-drum Straight from the slums, I'm riding with my day ones Goons salute like, "Hello!", waving the gun Smokin' aces, open cases, broken language Oh jeez, taking straight sides with no chases No respect, no love, so there's no favors Got a brand-new bag filled with old paper Now separate the left in the gross Never boasts, weapon blows for whoever approach If you don't know the cole that is pressing your dome Never old dough, 9 out of 10, the special will blow Better question what you reppin like "is this your man?" You probably never know until shit hits the fan This is the plan, got business to plan Gotta a lick in between your sick hit the fan [Chorus] You know we tryna eat right Homies in the street life So we holding heat like We going at the beast ride Never get no peice right Tell 'em what it be like You know we get no sleep right Not knowing of the peace life Drama never cease right? Killers on the creep night So we got the cheap ride Tell 'em what it be like [Verse 2] Bodies gettin' dropped on front street Day in the life they say its life They ain't say it was right When the plug's started paying the price Competition on the block 20k ain't gonna make it tonight Might make a nigga grab the drill then Catch some niggas lined outside of the building They ain't give it up, he decided to kill them Broad daylight, in the eyes of the children I ain't gotta tell 'em it's real Them numbers on the gangster state big compell 'em to squeal Can't save 'em, can only try to help 'em to heal Fast life, get the money, can't tell 'em to chill I feel your pain, I was raised in the same drama Ol beef, new face, on the same corner They follow with the ways to face the same karma Everybody out here trying to make their dollar [Chorus] You know we tryna eat right Homies in the street life So we holding heat like We going at the beast ride Never get no peice right Tell 'em what it feel like You know we get no sleep right Not knowing of the peace life Drama never cease right? Killers on the creep night So we got the cheap ride Tell 'em what it be like ************************************************** Fire[Chorus] I spit... fire You go... jealous That's... fire (Got the fire) Yeah, Yeah... jealous (Thats fire talk, you heard?) [Verse 1: Trife Diesel] New York Island, defend it, peep the style I invented Silencer on the 40 cal'll cramp your style in a minute I'm vintage, authentic, my brain is tormented Got the physique of a God, I was made in the Lord's image That's word to mama, I was perfectly sculpted Put rappers in surgery in the infirmary posted Place 'em in body bags, and leave them virtually roasted Turn a Moe to a John Doe, I never heard of these culprits I'm back to being focused, reloaded, the book has been decoded It Was Written way before Nas and Hova even wrote it Hear ye, hear ye, please listen up clearly To a King's theory that I got for your earpiece And sadly I came here to tear beats to a shred She say its hard to get it done but it's more easily said Rakim and Eric B., I'm now impeachin' the prez My proposal is indecent, R.I.P. to the feds [Chorus] I spit... fire You go... jealous That's... fire Yeah, Yeah... jealous Homie, you know the squad, fire with the coldest bars Put us against all odds, you know we going hard [Verse 2: Inspectah Deck] Corleone Flow, family at the table Big dollar stacks blocking my view Henny and Grey Goose, my main crew Some are legit, most are straight goon We made it through, those on my side, are who remained true 300 Spartan hard, yet wouldn't be called a fraud But call me young snipes, money, train, all aboard I'm at the Smörgåsbord with two plates in my hand Generale, 100 stripes I got 'em all at war It's shady the biz, in case I get sprayed in my wig Make sure you take care of my lady and kids Before I conversate with the pigs and turn snakes to my nigs I hold the weights and I'm taking the bid Yeah, Salute the Don, official, we in office Spotted on the yacht offshore, talking with bosses Ocean 14 type schemes to get us more rich Out for the grit, no matter what the cost is [Chorus] I spit... fire You go... jealous That's... fire Yeah, Yeah... jealous Homie, you know the squad, fire with the coldest bars Put us against all odds, you know we going hard I spit... fire ************************************************** Shorty Right There[Intro: Streetlife (Inspectah Deck)] Yo, what's poppin' off out here son? Yo, hold up, I think that's my baby mama on the phone Damn, yo, hold on, yo hold on for a second Yo, man, you see shorty right there (look at shorty right there) Yo, I'mma call you back in a second, aight? [Streetlife] Yo, excuse me Miss Thang with your nose ring The way your body swing, you make a nigga wanna sing I can tell by the bling-bling, you like the finer things And you highly motivated by what money brings You got a dope fetish, attitude to go get it A little athletic, no need for cosmetics A little bowlegged, street smarts and good credit You got the best part, that's why you actin' hard headed It's a man's world, baby girl, don't forget it But what's a thug without his ladybug, I must respect it I know a woman's worth, ladies come first I'm the Sun, you're the Earth, mother of the universe I know what you like, you go for the street type Who keep the g tight, and hit the G-spot right I just might, call my wife Tell her "Baby, I'm not comin' home tonight" [Hook: Streetlife (Inspectah Deck) {both}] Damn (yo look at shorty right there) nah, look at shorty right there {I need you in my life, girl, girl} (Yo look at shorty right there) nah, look at shorty right there (Look at shorty right there) damn {In my life, my life} [Inspectah Deck] Yeah, checkin' baby girl with the wavy curls Precious lady pearl in the shady world Please to meet you, your dress fit as if see through Niggas treat you like royalty and dream to freak you Diva in your own right, keep your home right Bad bitch with the switch, let's trip the strobe lights Tight with the Power-U, I'll devour you Everything about you, make me scout you No doubt, boo, make me fiend for a taste Your hot like a fireplace, shows in your face Now, come out the closet, baby girl, it's safe Just a taste, of sex, lies and videotape Let's skate, but late on the way, sound clever Drinkin' brown leather, she down for whatever We he call tomorrow, that's the question asked Call it love at first sight, til the next one pass like [Hook] [Streetlife] Look at shorty right there, with the six-pack Lookin' like a fruit snack with the shoe strapped to her knee caps [Inspectah Deck] Look at shorty right there in the blue Range With the two bangs, high in the eye, she's a true dame [Streetlife] Nah, look at shorty right there, with the mini skirt With pink finky shirt, the way her body jerk make my jimmy hurt [Inspectah Deck] Nah, shorty right there, the amazon Six foot three, with the glasses on, built for a marathon [Streetlife] Look at shorty right there with the big hips (where?) With the group of chicks, aiyo, lady who ya'll rollin' wit? [Inspectah Deck] Shorty right there, with the white dude In the sky blue, knowin' she fly, friend is right too... Look at shorty right there! ************************************************** The Stereotype[Intro: Inspectah Deck] 2009!! Geez Yeah, this be that old school type shit Yeah, that Blaxploitation shit (Afro picks, Cadillac whips) We gon' hit you like Truck Turner, with the burner [Verse 1: Inspectah Deck] I'm the Stereotype, in the zone where chrome meet chrome Hard heads call it home sweet home I rep that, hat to the back, chrome blaze Low fade, blazin' the haze in the hallways Young black nigga, bout to come back bigger Rap action figure, that's strapped with the spitter I serve mankind like a super hero Gonna move the people, with sharp darts to the ear hole And terror spin, veteran style, ghetto child Call his name, hear it echo for miles Check my files, before you get wild, reconcile Trust, I touch kids, but I'm no pedophile The Superfly, I, O'Neal, holdin' the steel With the ounce from the greenhouse bent behind the wheel What's the deal? Dick riders on board In this Bloodsport, I'm like Jean Claude, yes, lord [Hook: Singer (Inspectah Deck)] This thing's gonna be alright (alright) here comes the Stereotype It takes time to get it right (that's right) count on the Stereotype This thing's gonna be alright (alright) here comes the Stereotype It takes time to get it right (that's right) count on the Stereotype [Verse 2: Inspectah Deck] The Stereotype, this life, I'm knee deep in The creeps keep creepin', the heat streets sweepin' The greed keeps feedin', the seeds need teachin' Police be seekin', all the ones free speechin' Guns be blowin', young g's holdin' Nerve control 'em, they say that son be zonin' I'm half Huey, half Malcolm, part Martin Mixed with Mark Garvey, sharp as Sharpton A known fact, that I stay pro black I go back like Kojak or Bobby Womack Or maybe Jim Brown, been down from Ground Zero Crowned renowned hero, sound pounds your earlobe Mean daddy like a '69 green Caddy Seen daddy soakin' that fox, she beam badly With more drama than you find in the flicks I'm Dolemite, without the afro picks, I'm flyin' kicks, it's... [Hook: Singer (Inspectah Deck)] This thing's gonna be alright (alright) here comes the Stereotype It takes time to get it right (that's right) count on the Stereotype This thing's gonna be alright (alright) here comes the Stereotype It takes time to get it right (that's right) count on the Stereotype [Verse 3: Inspectah Deck] My chain hang loose like I wear my jeans I got soul like Rakim and Grandma greens I represent The Projects, everything hood Big wolves in the woodwork, everything good In the bright lights, Big City, it's ten times gritty Doin' life on the streets, whose biddin' wit me? Regardless, I'mma hold mine down, load my pound Target on the unknowns who roam my town There they go on that bullshit, when it go down You know who the culprit, sure enough The R-E-B-E, L, yell it freely I, call him Stereo, T-Y-P-E Greasy, on the hunt for the big easy Switch the game like plantin' cracks on the D.T Say what you say, G, hate don't mistake me Or play me like a must paid fee, that ain't me [Hook: Singer (Inspectah Deck)] This thing's gonna be alright (alright) here comes the Stereotype It takes time to get it right (that's right) count on the Stereotype This thing's gonna be alright (alright) here comes the Stereotype It takes time to get it right (that's right) count on the Stereotype ************************************************** Framed[Inspectah Deck] I represent myself and my own defense Innocent by reason of no evidence Plus they're tryin' pick the punishment the judge insists My fingerprints were traced back to six gun clips Cop witness, who try and testify on my click He on the payroll that's why I got my prior dismissed This is framework, somehow they got ahold of my flick The night in question, I was restin' home with my chick Then the spot was blown, cops rushed in, shots were blown I jetted out the lab with socks and boxers on Undercover chased me down for three weeks He ceased to interrogate like I might speak But no, I won't tell ya who I work for And no, I won't tell ya who the work's for You can hit me with the book, brick, hammer and all I dig a tunnel or just scale the jailhouse wall Your honor.. [Hook: unknown reggae artist] True me ??? Dem a see me push weight and dem claim dem see me, dem try frame me But me nah snitch, they try and test me me bust my clip Me on de blunts all de time and de gyal dem a wine True dem Rebel I and I, we bust down de sign Try frame me but nah me nah snitch They try test me me bust my clip [Kool G. Rap] They got me framed, locked and chained Cuz some lame on the block was slain Cops came but I ain't pop a flame Hear me ya honor? I ain't dropped a thing I was cuffed, they told me that somebody dropped my name And the time they tryin' to match me with is not the same I was knocked from 8:00 to the time the shot went rang When I woke up, I smoked up and watched the game Then I laid up with my bitch and got rocked with brain Release me from this Elymer Fudd shit, the glove don't fit Too tall for the cop description and slugs don't fit He was hit with a nine right? I bust slugs with a fifth You got any of my D.N.A. or blood up in this bitch? I'm not the guy aligned to fall, this not my crime at all You lock me up, I'm climbin' the wall You want me scapegoat, so stay close, alliance will call With some grimy niggas schemin' on the shines in the hall Fuck that, you and the D.A. spit-shine our balls You can catch up with me some other time, from mines to yours [Hook] [Killa Sin] Come on a plea bargain for what, your honor? Nah yo I ain't do shit, the only thing I'm coppin' is a new whip The night it happened I was lampin' at a deuce flick with two chicks Kim and Chris, we guzzle Cris' on some Rush Hour 2 shit I knew the kid, yeah we had problems, yeah I robbed him Now it's '98 though and the handgun was a revolver You tryin' to play me on an old case but I hold no weight Turned myself in, I skated on them keystone jakes Right description, right Killa, wrong case, I didn't hit him Here's the verdict, not guilty, not tryin' to see a prison Got my life on the line, you wanna grind me through ya system And have my family and my wiz cryin', I miss 'em You buggin', you the same judge that framed K with the drugs Somebody came up dead and now you wanna blame us? This shit is too much, aiyo before you screw us I'll grab the bailiff's gun and light this whole room up {*gunshot*} ************************************************** C.R.E.E.P.S.[Intro: Inspectah Deck] To all those C.R.E.E.P.S. out there Crime Regulators Eating Everday Pulling Stings C.R.E.E.P.S...., they be out there lurking Watching... real low key, though Watching niggas get that dough Just waiting, patient... gon' make your move soon I said "Make it, don't fake it" knawImean? Better watch yourself.. yo... [Hook: Inspectah Deck] If you making money off, you better hold your heat (Don't go to sleep, there go them C.R.E.E.P.S) If you icey with the jewelry and the gold teeth (Don't go to sleep, there go them C.R.E.E.P.S) If you wheeling through the hood, and you overheat (Don't go to sleep, there go them C.R.E.E.P.S) In the streets, they king And mean Crime Regulators Eating Everyday Pulling Stings [Inspectah Deck] Get low sneaks, throws in the street Still grinding, same clothes on the whole week Play low key, lurking through these cold streets Stay smoking, ain't never got no weed At the dice game, watching the bank If it's money, then they plotting to shank, like Saw You saw it coming, but couldn't stop it with tanks Caught your pockets, the watch and the link, no lifers Thrown through the fire, ain't scared of jail Might run through your stash while you making a sale Creeping in the gray BM, then hit you and your lady friend For all your savings at the ATM See them C.R.E.E.P.S. got nothing to lose They take they ass kicking, get snuffed & bruised Get shot, seen and certainly do 'em Unplug the IV, and bounce out the emergency room Still hurt from the wound, to him it's a thrill He bout to, do it again like Sidney and Bill He bout to, hit up the crib, for some ecstacy pills Shot the fiend, cuz he ran to the jiggy and squealed You can find him where the drugs be at, where it's lovely at With the window cracked, scoping with the rusty gat Or at the check cash', focus at your money stack Or at the bar, where them ballers pop they bubbly at [Hook] ************************************************** Until The Day[Verse 1] Been a long journey, they always told me ''don't worry'' Been through so much the ways of the world don't concern me I rise above it, can't front, sometimes I love it Then I realized so many lives died for nothing Picture me tricking, this is blood money, brothers was slain Cause of the game mothers suffered the pain Even though there was nothing to gain We got our life on the line, everybody wants something to claim Life struggle, all we search for is the right hustle Fight the bubble and flex if tight muscle And all you ask for is the one you'd like to love you And if you say you ride, just know that I can trust you Whole hearted cause it's so cold hearted They are zombies, all of their souls have departed Through the good, bad, the ugly I'm Eastwood Trying to eat good so I can sleep good [Hook] When my seeds grow old and I'm weak and gray That's a job well done so in peace I lay Until that day comes I'mma lead the way Won't be a stray until I see the day When I leave the streets and earn a decent pay When I'm feeling that peace I put the piece away Until that day comes I'mma lead the way Won't be a stray until I see the day [Verse 2] My travels acquiring knowledge, grab a handful Shaking the dice, living life on the gamble I won't slow up on the daily getting dough up I probably won't live to see my reward, fuck it, so what? I can't complain, well can he stand the rain? Yeah, I'm sure the storm surely get a man to change There's a lesson in everything, the best go through it If you ready for anything let's go do it I wanna see my niggas free out the cage Or get blazed off of diesel and haze They'll be amazed on how things changed Should the youth take the blame? Time marches on Still nothing stays the same, I'm so focused Grabbing hold to every moment Getting my stance, this is the chance, don't blow it Fake none, this is what you waited for from day one Make no mistake, son, I pray when the day come [Hook] ************************************************** Get Ya Weight Up[Intro: Inspectah Deck] You know what it is... H.G., U.D.Z's S.I.N.Y., 10304, get big Yeah.. Wu-Tang for life [Inspectah Deck] It's like World War IV in the field, daily ordeal Wolfpack diggin' claws in your mill Ducking blue coats tossin' the steel, it's all real My lifetime of crime, I never talk or squeal And I move with the coldest around, I be holding my ground And I'mma hold it til I'm thrown in the ground So I'm blowing rounds and I'm known to carry six New Jacks in the City, get "Burned" like "Larry Fish" Daddy rich, bitch magnet, I hand you a fix Spit bricks on the mix and make the avenues flip Cali grips on the regular, beretta's a fifth Jumping out, nappy whips, watch ya neck & your wrist No question I'm reppin' my click, specialist From the young'ns to O.G., checkin' for this Play hard on the graveyard shift, cigar split Far quick, when the shit jump off, you heartless This is S.I.N.Y., Killah Killah Hill 10304, home to gorillas in the field Yeah, what up all my niggas out there 10304, home to gorillas in the field [Hook: Inspectah Deck] Ya'll wanna ride with us, get ya weight up You want it live & direct, get the pay up From the projects, blocks, we on our way up Animal Ways of Life, you get ate up To all my ballers & broad, y'all stay up Try'nna make a mil' a day before I lay up Hot like the pot you got, you cook yay' up I'm with the foulest in town, so play straight up [Inspectah Deck] I hold it with the bolo grip, solo controller strip Behold, P.L.O. the click, man, it's over with So quick, notice how we bang with the knuckles bare House Gang, keep it fresh lik supper ware The Jungle, Animal House, gat in your mouth Gamble with the wild life, cannibal out Give this full course meal in effect, reel to reel or cassette Or with the mask on peelin' the tech Killah Hill, man, you feelin' my set, feelin' my rep Annamette with the top down, wheelin' the 'Vette Scoop me downtown, cop the bread and back to the 'victs Twist a blunt in front of Jake and still mash on the strip Face swift with the rap shit, stacking them chips In the pits, stick shit, cats packing them grips Bad bitch with the black six after my dips She like, this your pussy, and she splash my click See my name on the wall, not a fake or a fraud Niggas straight, like an inmate, try'nna make the board Make way and dues pay for sure, I lay law, stay raw Cause a 'massacre' with no 'chainsaw' Have y'all talk about it, but you don't want war See my wolves eat the bones and they still want more We be foaming at the mouth, even, I doubt we leave without eating So without reason, pounds are squeezing The lifestyle of fiends and beans, big dreams and CREAM Bitches ride like the Scream Machine Caught a taste of it, the chick strip, clean out the jeans Next thing she was smuggling coke between the scene [Hook] ************************************************** Who Run It[Intro] Yeah, it's lit, yo Dan This  beat sound like niggas want some money and somethin', man, fo' real Hellfire,  Inspectah Deck, Streetlife (runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin') [Verse 1: Hellfire] Let's talk facts, niggas know that my gun'll blow Eliminate  any question of "Who run the show?" So  when its time to go to war, Hell unleash the violence It gets fatal like a case of the Zika virus The  book is closing, no time for new members here We gettin' paper, sellin' well 'cross the hemisphere The bottle is pourin', model's is whorin' All the vehicle be top, be exotic and foreign If  a nigga try to flex then his body is fallin' His last place to breath be inside of a coffin Every day I plot ways of how to get to this bag Hit the plug for ten bricks and that we split them in half See real niggas shouldn't respond with sneak disses My fifth letter ring in your mouth like freak bitches (runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin') [Verse 2: Inspectah Deck] No matter how you roll the dice, you know the soldier nice Flow sharp, you would think it was a Logan slice Grab bae, hold 'em, tight while I blow the site Like, hit a niggaquicker than a cobra strike Yeah, you know the price, this shit'll cost ya, we own the night Shittin' on you orifice, niggas wanna sequel when the bus is rollin' ODB, nigga, please, you must be trollin' I adjust to no one, wantly fams within arms reach Violation of my fam, that's when the arms reach Why they hatin'? 'Cause we takin' Takin' mad trips to foreign lands They ain't even on vacation Whole scenery change, new greenery, strange Couple mamis and bikinis to flame Only MV I fuck with, jeeps are stridden It's gold time, no time for the foolishness Who run it [Verse 3: Streetlife] We run it Rebel I engage the call all morning Pull up curbside on your block, who want it? Hop out, guns drawn, nigga, you runnin'? Nobody move, or catch tubes to your stomach While you talk about what you gonna do, we done it This is nothing new to me, it's getting redundant (runnin') Who run it? You run from it, America's Most Wanted Still gunnin', I stayed flooded Streetlife, I spray hell's fire, I'm a known Arson I got mad priers, call niggas out like umpires You's a damn liar, you didn't shoot, it was a misfire We run these streets like car tires You just squire in your own empire, you's a dick rider (runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin') [Outro] The Wu-Tang were naturally enraged and they challenged Shaolin but all the other temples, they mediated. Our chief, Abbot, as a gesture of peace had to withdraw Shaolin. So Wu-Tang took Shaolin's place. And after that, they became number one. (number one, number one) ************************************************** Vendetta[Intro] Yeah, back from the dead It's the Rebel I Soldier I told ya I shall return, yeah [Verse 1] Y'all done fucked up, lettin' me live, something's got to give I'm positive, you're gonna all pay homage Believe me, I ain't lying down that easy And that thought applies for those who proud to see me Through the distraction, I was wounded in action An act of betrayal, but I knew the assassin Now I pack a vengeance like Steven Seagal I'm back from the trenches to even the odds and... [Chorus] You hear the rockets red glare? The bombs bursting in air? Gave proof through the night, that I stood through the fight Yeah, the Rebel's still here, what? You hear the rockets red glare? The bombs bursting in air? Gave proof through the night, that I stood through the fight Yeah, the Rebel's still here, what? [Verse 2] Y'all better rock y'all hoodies And hold your girl tight before we pop that pussy It be so real, I don't need no deal My mass appeal make a marvel out how he so ill Y'all time is up, try your luck, y'all wind up Fucked up, before you even recognize I struck Roll with the live dozen, got all eyes buzzing With strong rhymes cousin, been a long time coming Break your weak links, in the chain, fuck your mink and your reign Son is lame, plus he thinks it's a game But, we about to apply the heat (the heat) And snatch him up out the driver's seat I put my life on it, post up like who want it Blast off with the force to send y'all in orbit Wild like whitey's in the mosh pit, yeah we gon' start shit Pack 'em down, then corner the market [Chorus 2] To all my real MCs The ones without a deal MCs The ones who kick the real life music Let's link, them niggas can't move no more units To all my real MCs The ones without a deal MCs The ones who kick the real life music Let's link, them niggas can't move no more units [Verse 3] For life I'll be underground, their first thought Was yo, "How did he survive with no commercial support?" Damn right, I miss the corporate politics and tricks Where the SoundScan is rigged and contracts are fixed I sit in the pit where the grime exist Legendary, they still loving my rhymes from '9-6 Now I'm back, that's my word as I reveal this shit By choice or by force, y'all gonna feel this shit, ya hear? [Chorus 3] Yo, this is all out war I'm calling on all outlaws Son, they new to the art, ain't true to the heart Who's down for the cause, huh? Yo, this is all out war I'm callin' on all outlaws Son, they new to the art, ain't true to the heart Who's down for the cause, huh? ************************************************** 9th Chamber (Manifesto)*laughing* [Intro: Inspectah Deck] The real hip hop is over here The real hip hop is over here The real hip hop is over here [Inspectah Deck] Blue and white, Yankee fit, HG's, they the shit A-list, the basic, the basement, the greatest shit Prototype, show you right, high roller type Fly over night phenom, recon soldier type In the street, been a beast, industry entity The remedy, my chemisty, the synergy, is meant to be INS, Max Payne, pump through, the track vein Make the move, act strange, fold 'em like, crack pain Black bang, lick 'em down, guns don't, make a sound Thirty eight, danger pound, everybody, gangsta now I'mma ride, I don't hide, get mine, bottom line Big time, papa shine, stop mine, you out your mind D twelves, hold me dubs, females, show me love Stunting, son? Know he was, blunted, son? Know he buzzed Quarter G, fresh kicks, quarter P, fresh piff Corner don, what I'm on, always be, that next shit [Hook: Nas sample (Inspectah Deck)] Pay homage, respect, acknowledge the rep Niggas is this and that, I'm just the best (Honor the vets, still causing a threat Knocking heads, no problem to Deck) Pay homage, respect, acknowledge the rep Niggas is this and that, I'm just the best (I'm INS, braveheart in my chest I don't follow, I don't mob with the rest) [Inspectah Deck] Killa Bee Part 3, RP Trilogy Heartbeat, feeling me, pa be, still a G Moshpit, mob shit, bomb like, Saddam hit Armed with, the hottest shit, Human Torch, arsonist Burn baby, burn it down, two step, turn around Who that, hurt 'em now, Park Hill, murder town Stat boy, that boy's, lord on the track Boy, you 'roid on your back, boy, you 'noid off the track, boy Franken-rhyme, monster mash, napalm, bomb the mass Blaze a line, bong of hash, stay calm, start to spaz Hit 'em hard, hit 'em up, heads nod, listen up Split a dutch, bitch what, this is us, get in touch Concrete jungle-list, stomp beats, thunderist From on the streets, busting clips, to palm trees, loving it Your highness, survivalist, wireless, pirate My shit, ride for this, the cure for this, virus [Hook] [Outro: Inspectah Deck] Yes, you have now been taken to the dungeons of rap Where the weak MC's don't make it back You have signed your pact, with your fate The dungeons... ************************************************** That Shit[Intro: Inspectah Deck] Wu, Shaolin, yeah, yeah Let's stand up y'all What up? We on the rise 10304 types Move with The Movement Its like Roy Jones said What's that son? Y'all must of forgot or sutten word Yo INS [Verse 1] We love fast cash, trickin' on a few girls Spazzin' like the yellow cab, through the new world I walk slow, slaughter order like new kicks On some Wu shit, two chicks shootin' my flicks Might creep through ya town all wrong, half a bone Twenty inch chrome illuminatin' off ya dome Like OT status, the one to get at Never sweat that, I'm focused at the X on the map Treasure chest stash, the guest house attached Forty acres and a mule with the sawed off gat Fuck the media hype, I fir the stereotype Name ya price, then let me get my hand on the dice All my life, nine out of ten involved in the heist Only for a-alikes with the target sliced Now the parasite blinded by your neon light Tryna eat right so maybe I can sleep nights, yo see [Chorus] Heads get ripe off-a this Thug all night off-a this Ladies fight off-a this This is That Shit The Projects flip off-a this The trees get lent off-a this Crash your whip off-a this 'Cause this is That Shit [Verse 2] Yeah yeah, niggas stay showin' they teeth, knowin' they weak We supply you with the fire son, cope with the heat Roamin' the streets, slowin' the Jeeps, ownin' the beat No sleep, chasin' papers, stay focused, it's deep Keep an eye on boy, he gonna rise like the crime rate Vibrate the tristate, I make ya jaw aque Been around the world, put a house on the hill But still greasy like the corner store grill We roll like Vegas dice, pay the price Watch me roll straight strikes in this game of life See me, Yankee hats, John John, blue boots on Movin' in the Ucon, schoolin' all the newborns Mommy get ya groove on, ya bustin' out ya outfit Lovin' how ya move on the floor, baby bounce it Big boys step through, they all step aside They all mesmerized man, y'all recognize [Chorus] Heads get ripe off-a this Thug all night off-a this Ladies fight off-a this This is That Shit The Projects flip off-a this The trees get lent off-a this Crash your whip off-a this 'Cause this is That Shit [Chorus] Heads get ripe off-a this Thug all night off-a this Ladies fight off-a this This is That Shit The Projects flip off-a this The trees get lent off-a this Crash your whip off-a this 'Cause this is That Shit Heads get ripe off-a this [Verse 3] Some will bite this, Rebel INS your highness Screamin' high pitched, survivalist you bare a likeness In the pits where it's high risk, I work the Nightshift Like this, like that, put pressure on rap, cheques stack Watch a sex trap, shorty through an X in my 'yac Caddy stretched black, don't question the fact I lay my head back, spazzin' off a new Meth track Count weed, bag green, blue, purple and brown Crown King with my down Queen lurkin' the town Circle round, get a glimpse of the kid gettin' big Feel that, I peel back, heavy into ya wig For the fugitives and big timers moving bricks Plus the plot thugs locked up proven to this Son hit it like Arabs, the world don't curb haters Don't quit ya day job, ya girl know the words [Chorus] Heads get ripe off-a this Thug all night off-a this Ladies fight off-a this This is That Shit The Projects flip off-a this The trees get lent off-a this Crash your whip off-a this 'Cause this is That Shit ************************************************** Really Real[Intro: Carlton Fisk] Aiyo, INS, yo, these niggas talking real stupid, again Nigga, you know what it is, nigga How you gonna stop the real, nigga? It's impossible Nigga, fuck is wrong with you niggas, is you stupid or something, let's go [Carlton Fisk] Aiyo, go against House Gang and handle the war In the streets we ain't asking who you handling for Wave my hand have you faggot niggas hugging the floor Scarface, shower scene, Angel blood and the chainsaw Shells hit your car, tear your frame off Beef got you covered like the faggot niggas, bodies in steak sauce What you think I brough all these lions and apes for Shotgun pele timey, dumping your face boy Baby, it's a jungle, I got animal taste for Real estate cards, plus keeping my safe full La Banga, Donnie Cash, I'm catching a case for Duct tape your face, then, empty your safe off Soldiers got more than 8 balls, you just a running back Play the front line with handoffs Carlton Fisk, ready for the stand off Five hundred grams, half a man, watch me get that man off [Fes Taylor] Real shit, we tryiing to get a mil quick Son try and block the shots, right after the steel clip Click, go and get your clique, crews, squads, bring 'em through I'm so soulful, flow like a singer do So bitches love me, I live like a swinger too Niggas scared to play in the game, I brought some ringers through Go ahead, say my name, the type to look for drama I snatch your chain, test out your body armor My reputation like Jeffrey Dahmer, I eat niggas You running with rappers, I get money with street niggas I put fire to leech niggas, gasoline homey with cheap liquor Burn unit see the picture C.S.I., S.I., chief retire Rest in peace La, cut 'em like a pizza pie I need paper, cop cars I don't even drive I am not a rapper, nah, I don't even rhyme Just speak true life stories, that's on format So I use these fake ass rappers like they was doormats Taylor put in work, no W-2's So I don't file taxes, I just hustle my way through [Hook 2X: sample] I'm the real real... I'm the real real... I'm the real real... I'm the real real... [Inspectah Deck] Born with the struggle, used to hustle for crums Filling blunts in the building front, thugging for ones Full clips fly, nicks, dimes, something to pump Whole clips fly, whips, dimes, nothing to son City boy on the corner, I was so involved So the drama, I embraced it with open arms I'm trying to shake the fame, hoping I can break the change Everyday the same, who am I to make a chance When my niggas risk it all just to play the game And the youngings going through it, trying to play the same Through the rain, through the fire, handcuffed by desire Cynthia son, forgive me for the sins that I've done [Hook] [Inspectah Deck] Stop the real, really? You only feel me if you walk the same road Talk the same code Still dwelling in the hell, and find a time to make a home The few who escaped with trying to find a safer zone I ain't waiting for Obama, never doubted him, I"m proud of him He real, he'll spend a couple mil in the housing then Seeing is believing, my vision is blurred Cuz I ain't seen nothing I heard, really nothing but words The bottom line, I'm still stuck to the curb Sky high, but it wasn't the sherm, really nothing but herbs I risk it all for the cause Even if it's war, with the law, I won't pause I can't, won't, don't stop, I ain't got an off switch Dying trying to live it, just to get a small part of it My squad is sick type, that you don't want problems with Rolling like seventy mack trucks, what's stopping it? [Hook 2X] [Outro: Inspectah Deck] You gots to be kidding my niggas, I worked too hard Fought too long, I'm standing on my own two ************************************************** The Neverending Story[Inspectah Deck] This is the greatest story never told The life and times, seventh episode Based on a dad that I've never known Mama raised me to hold my own, but I went against the grain The tracks of a tear, show's the pain Trapped in cage with the shackles and chains, I lost my grip Try to handle the game, through the fire, didn't happen to change You can try and kick it with him, I ain't listen, I was trapped in my way Young and dumb, buzzing off that 151 Proof Backshotting shorty on the project roof Wow, look at him now, came a long ways from the hallways Coppin' on four, 4 and Broadway I was 16, working the triple beam Catch a vick, jack a whip, anything getting this CREAM The fiends had him falling in love, and the fiend became me I needed more than drugs [Hook: Pleasant] If you look in my eyes, you see what I see Take a look at my life, you see why I'm me Everyday on the grind, I"m fiending my seed Try to seek out at dying, that's where you'll find me [Inspectah Deck] I heard the homey say, this can't be life, this can't be us He can't be right, or maybe it's true, or maybe it's you I say it's the devil and all the things that he persuade me to do I'm holding back just for making the news, chasing haze with the booze Doing the tango while they playing the blues Loose cannon, attracted to the neon Little RC stepping up with his G on, he on I learned from the corner dons, the cops, the cons The sugar daddies, the tricks, the johns I was quick to get involved, addicted to it all Got MY GED behind the prison walls I risked death just to rep where I'm from I got slapped in the head with the gun Second to none, perfection with my kids it become Cynthia's son, forgive me for the sins that I've done [Hook] [Inspectah Deck] Sleepless nights, vampire fiesting on the darkness How could I see the light? Grown-ups try to lead them right Still catching felonies, they telling me, everything gon' be alright I'm like, I ain't try to play the fool, I just want a plate of food Pay my dues, hustling to make to make it through I'm same as you, but I'm considered lucky Cuz my buddy's in the grave should of made it too The stress and the pain, my lifestyle destined to change Lord bless him for the rest of his days May he be everything that he say, give him strength to be a leader Or to lead him astray, the sheep or the pray Mama used to say believe in this day Situations force people to change, I"m so deep in the game I will never be the same The devil be the blame, that's the reason I sing [Hook] ************************************************** Swordplay (Remix)Yeah, yeah, yeah, Rebel I.N.S., your highness AKA Ayatollah, the high roller, title holder For my nigga J-Love, Brace yourself.. [Verse 1] 1, 2, yo, yo, I swing swords, one into four like Charlie Ward Clep shooter, crash the SSL Boards Should of scored when it come crunch time One time tryin' to steal my sunshine No time to unwind I put my hand on my hip, don't let the black chrome slip Loose lips cause full clips to fly on the strip So I walk swift, toatin' a Johnny Walker fifth Niggas talk shit, real heads be spazzin' often From the Shao borough, that be the sec I claim Test my grain, find the cause of death hard to explain With the pen still smokin, I drop the next lame He got the same hot flame before the cops came I be makin' heads spin, like Dayton While takin you back to phat tags and breakin' This is Menage-a-trois for your mental, diggin' out the instrumental I drive you wild like a rental [Kung-fu movie dialogue] (x2) The Tiger and Crane techniques. The tiger’s fast, tough, fierce, hard A sick one - your swordplay, inspector, has much improved [Verse 2] Yo, hittin' there like Thomas Hearns Bustin' wild, the weed burn Shorty sixteen, yearns for my whole crew to take turns I'm a loose cannon, medically examine Found deadly as a plague, so it spread like famine Splurgin', whippin' out the dirty version Throwin' rocks at the ghetto birds circlin' the urban Workin' overtime, you know it's just shine Niggas scope mine, might as well work for for po-nine But who's sign, light up the city like it's Gotham? Startin' from the bottom, then work with stardom Hit 'em with the anthem, words never forgotten Modern-day marksman, Killa Bee squadron Armed and dangerously crash the party While he be toxi on dark Bakardi Next thing you know, lights on time to go Bitches cursin' niggas out, like they ain't got dough [Kung-fu movie dialogue] (x4) [Inspectah Deck] Shoalin, Killa Hills, 1-0-3-0-4 Rebel I, terrify, S.I.N.Y And what, tear the gut... ************************************************** Animal Rights[Intro: Carlton Fisk] Marksmen Productions, House Gang, Animalz U.D.'z... I.N.S., I see you, daddy (we on the rise) Diz' I see you, daddy, hold ya head, B.S Big Den, London, rest in peace Why Million [Hook: Carlton Fisk] It don't matter if it's heaven or hell, dead or in jail You put me there, and I'm all right (Animal rights) It don't matter what hood, I'm good, any state, I'm straight I'm getting cake, and I'm all right (Animal rights) It don't matter what habit or ghetto, classic or metal I got mine, and I'm all right (Animal rights) It don't matter where you from or you at, nigga, front and get clapped I stay strapped, and I'm all right (Animal rights) [Carlton Fisk] House Gang clap together, wack whoever Porsche Kayan, '04, the color of pepper See you fronting when I pass through, my plate got cameras I'mma House Gang, Animal, nobody can handle us Roam the strip, quicker than ya Nextel flip Run ya lips, I'm not the next to trick Overnight, bagging extra clicks, war infered submachine Extra clips, mini stash lab, extra kicks I'm on G street, rolling the purple While these little niggas pumping cracks, walking the circle And some say I'm negative, somedays, and some way I remind all these new niggas of the old way Trey eight special, dirty lurking in hallway How could I be scared to death, when I'm not scared of death Bitch, I'm prepared to rep, yeah, either you ride or ya done, let's go [Hook] [Donnie Cash] I'm an Animal, that kind that handle business for delf So when it pop, I'm in the hood, like the engine itself Type of nigga you can in the late night, black down In the hood, in the hood, eyes red as a break light And everyday I'm posted up, different jerseys or fitteds You know the business, so I'm dirty as an open cut Crack bombing the stash, black gats armed with the mag That put you rap cats, moms in the bag You hear the blat-blat, honor the flag I stay strapped like a backpack, that's that, honor of Cash My brother's keeper like a mom or a dad La Banga, Raider Ruckus, Carlton and Cash, Rebel I sparking the draft I was the baddest, but the smartest in the class So ain't no smacking in regards to my math I'm from the Staten, and I'm all right All night, stacking my cash House Gang, Urban Icon's, we got this in the smash [Hook] [La Banga] I hope you motherfuckers is ready, we handling heavy Bats, ratchets, machetes, could assault you deadly Which ever we choose to work, shit, you ain't ready You hardly the worth the argument, you that petty For fetti', I grab the ratchets, and, focus it steady Come through with a murderous dart, recite on medley I got rights to go bananas, ammo is heavy I got the green light that get in that ass, like a wedgie I'm liable to pop up where you won't expect me My stealth mode, could get up on you quick like Freddy And watch ya, facial expression, as the horror expresses The moral of the story, should eliminate all questions Hear the voices of my chorus, shouting out our rights We about, our own laws, so we do what we like Call it free will, our only concern is a weed bill A moon is a big ass e-pill, fuckers, be real [Outro: Carlton Fisk] House Gang... we making our own rules Yeah, on the town, nigga.. walking out Cuffs and ID's... let's go Quiet in the corridor, we make noise Raider Ruckus... Marksmen Productions Coming, bitches... ************************************************** Big City[Intro: Inspectah Deck] Yeah, yeah, yo [Inspectah Deck] We pray for a better today, Glocks and berettas spray Everyday, how did I survive yesterday? I can't call it, cops shot the alcoholic The fiend saw it, he got the gun, he want a dime for it The hood life, chicks and thugs, crips and bloods Dippin' on the judge, pushin' whips and drugs Burnin' big buds, gettin' love, spinnin' them dubs For the taste of it, the low lifes'll split your mug It's the home of the brave, the zone of the slave We all want it, but gettin' it's, a whole 'nother page The young guns wantin' respect, flossin' the tech Bitches wanna strip, now it's all for the check Yo, everyday, lives at stake, pies to bake Same knife that cuts your throat divides the cake For the hustlers, thugs, who scheme to survive And all in between, scream "Fuck a 9 to 5" [Hook: Inspectah Deck] In the bright lights, the big city The thieves stay crawlin' at night, with eyes shifty In the bright lights, the big city The fiends come sortin' the price, with nine fifty In the bright lights, the big city They squeeze off, lustin' for shine and die quickly In the bright lights, the big city The streets take a whole of your mind, it gets gritty [Inspectah Deck] Daydreams, bought and sold The high price we livin' might cost your soul Secret indictments, furrows, with roll hoes Codefendant, I hope he don't tell what he knows Exposed to a life of crime since I was nine Gettin' money by design, despite the time Hustlin' to be a man and feed my fam My wife, my seed, my land, completes the plan Please understand, either legal or scam I see the thieves in the van, I can't beat the man Still monster ballin', eatin', speakin' ebonics Wit foreign cars, custom made clothes and chronic Bank rolls and prophets, shine solar powered Fine hoes that's bout it, long as you keep they nose powdered Obey street laws, careful what you say You can play, but you might not make it through the day [Hook] [Inspectah Deck] It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder How I keep from goin' under, I'm used to gettin' over I'm deep in the middle, indeed the heat sizzle For the littlest beef, even the seeds keep pistols Foreigners talk funny, friends they want from me But all I need is long money and a strong honey I need it "fast", I'm "furious" like Vin Diesel I'm lookin' at my plate wit food for ten people So, do what you gotta do, do what you want to The blocks hot like a sauna, cops try to pawn you The fiends trick you, dude behind you wanna get you On the grind, your best friend'll talk for a figure Walk wit a nigga, see it, don't talk about it, be it Don't walk around, then beat it, we all bound to feel it This ain't the town (for real), so watch your tour (that's right) What's goin' down (what's up), its poppin' off [Hook] [Outro: Inspectah Deck] Gritty... ************************************************** Born Survivor[President Barack Obama sample] Our most induring responsibility to future generations [Cormega] They say God don't like ugly, blessings are upon us Bush hated niggas, now the President's a brotha Whether you in the gutter, or your residence enormous That shit don't matter when death around the corner Before your book of life ends, recognize the author All praise due, things you do bring karma Your seeds shouldn't eat cuz you beefing with baby mama Will be the one you need when police raid the corners Ain't nothing but niggas fronting, shitty drugs and drama Girls who want Prada, women who want powder Children are more violent, from living with less guidance And don't learn respect til they bidding with old timers You walk the same path now they road is wiser A quiet man's a giant when his code is silence Speak volume, loud dudes ain't always liver My city never sleep, I'm a born survivor [President Barack Obama sample] No matter how much money we invest in our community How many ten point plans, we propose How many government programs we want None of it will make a difference Atleast not in our predicament We also at the same time, don't cease more responsibility in our own life [Inspectah Deck] I slang base and that powder too, team was the wildest crew I seen what a dollar do Broke nights fiend for a pot of food Lean on the block rude, cream got 'em popping tools And they don't stop to get it, get it Four shots'll wet your fitted, four cops'll get acquitted I roll dolo, I don't ask for love Niggas be acting up, afterwords catching slugs Every hood got heaters, many generals defeated, heavy metal pop frequent The world crazy foul, how we suppose raise a child Face a trial, bail over eighty thou' In the street life, you game, player? Haze make the pain clear, eight days the same stare So mama say a prayer, cuz I'm out there I'mma keep talking til they here [President Barack Obama sample] Providing guidance to our children Turning off the TV sets, putting away the video games Helping our children with their homework Teaching our daughters to never allow images on television to tell What they're worth Teaching our sons to treat women with respect That what makes them a man is not the ability to have a child but to raise one [Inspectah Deck] I thought the block was all there was to life Surfing on the drug sites, meeting up at nights And I got tired of roaming hall, got wise to protocol And I got mines with no regard So all I know, is all I show So all I see, before I go That all I am is the truth with this land And this roof over head, and this root to the futute fruits Worth more than your Gucci boots I ain't trashing fashion, I like to do me too Still I'm guick to pop it off With the model broad or with the Molotov Light rocks at your tank, might make me Take the safety off and pop it in your bank, like You see me, I'm major I told this story to a class of 9th graders They saying 'Fuck school, we some fly gangstas' I gave 'em something that can change their life later [President Barack Obama sample] That's a message we need to send ************************************************** It’s Not a Game[Intro: Donnie Cash] House Gang... get right or get left Yeah... yo, yo [Donnie Cash] Yo, they never catch Cash flippin' or catch Cash diggin' In his stash, for his last, while these fag hags listen I, cash that cooking, I fast like, put it in the bag Flip the crack til that fag ass listen, if Cash need cash fast, listen, it's so bad It's no mag, when I let the mack blast hit him Then I'mma make a black bag fit him And casket every cat I catch with it, like I bag fast with 'em And you can feel a back draft with him I empty the clip, but don't trip, but you can catch tags with him I'm glad that they mad, cats flipped them The black make that ass dash with 'em, or that ass grasp for them I pass like, gas in a Jag', flap drippin' And with stash in the dash, leave his fag ass limpin' Stagged cause he bagged that shitting I'd rather have the last laugh rather then ever to laugh with him [Hook 2X: Suga Bang Bang] You think it's a game, until I'm back again I said we hittin' you up, and now you lay it down Say, it's not a game, when I come around Niggas in them black trucks, rolling with the mack tucked [P.C.] I go harder when the pressure's on, think of the mess I cause Will go from beefing and arguing til a weapon's drawn I'mma be the one who set it off, you who I'mma set it on Drippin' on that thang with a steady arm I'm never scared, stay very calm, move And I shoot through the roof, of your coupe til ya head is gone You know I always got that magnum I with I'll have you 'one-two steppin' like Ciara and Missy I blackout off a stack of that stiffy And spit line after line after line, ain't no baggin' when with me I'm bout by business, big chips, warn these niggas Or I'mma have to wreck something like a car collision [Hook 2X] [Inspectah Deck] I kick the raw shit, get chips from grippin' the cordless My broads flip, wicked like Halle in Swordfish With long fifths, long dicks smacking the back side Willie Dynamite style, mashing the black five Attract fly dimes, do I, come and see me like I got something two-for-five, dude is live Dick rider move aside, do or die C.S.I. on the scene when them rugers fly Pusher-pusher man stay with the work, still playing the dirt With two guns up, spraying the verse Been flames since the day of my birth Still flame til I lay in the earth, on my way in the hearse I'mma a modern day Langston Hughes, my slang rules In the land, where the vets get banged and bruised Bottom line I'mma say and'a do, throw the dice off the wall Get right, snatch the bank and move My time now, I paid my dues, I represent My environment, House Gang, waive ya tools My time now, I paid my dues, I reprsent My environment, House Gang, waive ya tools [Hook 2X] ************************************************** All I Want is Mine[Intro: Inspectah Deck] It's not Jacob, but you can still call me the jeweler You know how I throw that jewelry on you And this one right here, this is just a tennis bracelet You rock that with your white Nikes, and your white tee Sunny Dave' style, ya'll feel me? Come on [Inspectah Deck] I dreamed I was top of the world, watching the world Awoke to a room full of smoke, gun at my throat I dwell in the heart of the hell, but never fell Po'nine scopin' me the whole time, they close behind My wants just as big as my needs, so it's agreed To strap up, tie these shoes, provide the school A wild out, had to hide out, in China's house Then run free, down to 1G, and hungry I won't fold, from the chokehold, I broke molds Fake ones, fake as they come, waiting to front I fight if it cost me my life, toss me the knife To move up, I do what I must, but who to trust I came from the grain and remain mentally stained The hardships, starving artist, it's obvious I'm 'raging against the machine' to make some CREAM That's how we live, just grab your kids, now we big All up in The Source, we flip and win the toss The law say, lock 'em away, vow to this day The world is ours, we the loud ones at early hours Striving, for a new way, my dues are payed [Hook 2X: Inspectah Deck] All I want is mine.. All I want is mine.. All I want is mine.. All I want is mine.. [Interlude w/ Hook: Inspectah Deck] Yeah.. I mean, yo, we grinding out here We got our lives on the line We got oddballs watching us We got fucking thieves, crooks, murderers Gangstas, we got all types of shit we gotta watch out for Let alone, your right hand man'll send shots to wet you, son Shit.. [Inspectah Deck] My conscience beggin' me chills, steady we build I ask, is it back to the cracks after the raps Where I'm from, used to be fun, soon'll become A deathtrap, mental setback, forget that I'mma do this, for that all I am, call out a man Black like Sidney Portier, boy, beware The future's now, my superpowers could move the crowd The road I follow, so far to go to see tomorrow I'm close to the edge, my folks are mislead Some, lose a step, lyric clueless, they choosin' death That's the wrong vibe, the strong survive, known as they strive Now watch me, top of the key, dropping a three In my fate, the biography state, I would be great For now, I milk the cow, build it from the ground More or less, continue conquest hard as it gets The promised land, ain't promised to a honest man So, right or wrong, I'm fighting on this life long Now let me live, set for my wiz and seven kids I hit the block focus like Mr. Spock And whether, rhymes or crimes, all I want is mines [Hook 2X] [Outro: Inspectah Deck] All I want is mines, what they expect us to do? They taking programs to a channel, man You gotta pay to be locked up, you ain't getting no jobs Niggas got three/four kids, four or five baby moms No crib, living out they cars and shit I got to get mines... then ain't no stopping I'mma do what I gotta do, and I'mma rep for my set My nigga Case rest in peace, my nigga, I'mma see you The'll never take me alive, the'll never take me alive.. ************************************************** Dolla Signs"We talked about this, Al." "Yeah, we talked about it." (pause) "YOU talked about!" Dolla signs in his eyes, they on the prize, sure to rise, move, make her feel like he paralyzed, tryna (get that money!) Big bomb in this socks, he even sell it to his mom and his pops, gotta (get that money!) That ain't a gansta lean, that's how we walk, tottin' heavy machines Plus his name is "no-no never he seen wherever he's seen" Seem to keep his head on the C.R.E.A.M. by any means (get that money!) See the look on they face it's hard to tell the love from the hate, when you (get that money!) Rain slow, asleep, so deep in these cold streets no sleep for a week, just to (get that money!) So with the cakes and tapes, you know we gotta put the steak on the plate With enough to pay the Jake for the case They just as crooked, look at officer Bates, he on the tape, yeah (get that money!) They gon' tell you it ain't everythin', champagne pours, 'fetti rains (get that money!) Detroit shorty see a nice thing, her lifestyle out of your price range But never tricking on the Vixen, money over bitches is how to kickin' vision But don't go judge my disposition, depending on how hard she switchin', I'm kiddin' (get that money!) I'm talking Wonder Bread, street's is watching right along with the feds, when you (get that money!) Since it goofy dooby, it's calling like Pookie in that New Jack movie, sayin' (get that money!) 24/7 dodgin' the sirens, 247 shots went flying, now you're right here man, this testifying You get rich without trying I ain't lying boy (get that money!) And if you get it break the gang some, like you remember where you came from (get that money!) Now everybody knows you, but no clue of the hell you had to go through (get that money!) Shining when the weather stormy, over time, grind, till bring they stretcher for me Guns and butter, that come with the territory, until they write a better story, homie (get that money!) So now we're hitting on the scheme, 'joyin infinite, green, living the dream, playa (get that money!) I'm talking cash in advance, the bands'll make her dance hit your stance, baby (get that money!) That equal power and respect, they vexed, enough said, protect your neck Like I'm wrong for being Inspectah Deck, forever fresh Nevertheless, favors are never a threat, 'cause I (get that money!) I heard they money make you change, right? 'cause things'll never be the same when you (get that money!) Vivid descriptions of the hood like, painting reflections of living a good life (get that money!) Doesn't matter what pain you felt, play poker with the card you dealt They say the thing worth more than wealth is health And ain't nobody gonna help, you gotta help yourself, go ahead (get that money!) ************************************************** Cradle to the Grave[Hook: Inspectah Deck - repeat 2X] To anyone whoever lost one Survival it may cost one [Inspectah Deck] Yo, what up kid it's been a few years So many blood, sweat and tears shed Ya name still appears in my head It seems like yesterday we floated to Queens Holdin' cream, only 16, 'bout to load up the triple beam Paper chasin', gettin' thrown in the pens over and over again Comin' home sittin' low in ya bed If ya stairin' down on me right now show me the path So I know that havin' my people can close the gaps Me, daily I spar as I tour this world bizarre I've been hit pretty hard, suprised I made it this far Seen your daughter yesterday, she's such a beaurtiful girl Besides today, ain't nothin' really new in my world So I wish you was here, we had a vision and the picture was clear We'd both get rich off this and disappear Your life is over but your legacy's just begun And that is said, only the good die young I guess it's all good [Hook: Mojehan (Inspectah Deck)] Cradle to the Grave (from the Cradle to the Grave) Don't throw your life away Such a price to pay I still feel the pain I remember when Things were so different then But I'll remain ya friend 'Til we meet again [Inspectah Deck] Is Heaven any different from Hell? Is it worth the battle? In search of Heaven I can get trapped too Sometimes I wanna join you, take my place upstairs But I'm not ready to leave my family in despair I know if you was here you'd be rockin' the latest Nike Airs All the fires gear burnin' one, totin' hardwear Or we hit Lennox, check precise set of Lexus Check the message on the pager; "it's two bucks the next chicks" I had to do this, for Earnie Sayon and Aaron Lewis And all my families that have been through this And I know my days are numbered too because of you Aiyo you got it locked, hold me a spot for when I come through 'Til then I gotta be strong, a time bomb One step from doin' life, my rap sees miles long But like simply when I keep holdin' on But I can only hold on for so long [Hook] [Inspectah Deck] It's a Cold World kid, you ain't really missed much It's hard just to get up, it's hard not to give up I struggled tryna move up, I might lose touch Been fightin' all my life for my right to do such To all my single mothers strugglin' Life bitters to the thugs out hustlin', here me To all who walked the long road and met the end of the route I miss you all so I send this out [Hook] [Hook] ************************************************** Gotta Bang[Intro: ?] Yo man, like you see all of them creeps over there man? And you know they ain't cool cuz you know they gonna want some static [Kurupt] I just might slap ya bitch and strip her clothes For fun, and pull out guns like Axle Rose Undermine me, and see your future dissipate Right in front of yo eyes, ain't no surprise Cuz I leave you fucked up, laid out, dilated Pupils, everybody you with, all pupils Poodles to pit bulls, quiet as cougars Maneuvers, silent, violent shooters Get involved in this tangle, try me mane And I'mma hit you so many times I'll be damed If your homies don't feel it, yo mama too I kno about your block and where we bring the drama to I'm more than set, I'm set and more And I said it before with the choppers, I'm war Thug illegal for a ??? to start poppin them thangs Before you say another word, tryin to talk and explain [Hook: Inspectah Deck] Niggas wanna shout my name, best believe we got to bang Squeeze off, pop them thangs, yes indeed we bout them thangs I walk my talk, I'm a boss, I leave you out your frame Haters wanna block my game, don't twist it, it's not no game [Inspectah Deck] Yo, I'm still on top of the game, nd the thrill's still hotter than flame What I spill cause drama to brains, and I ?still drop bombs on ya lane? Killa Hill, still honor the name, the drill's still more of the same More portion to gain, I'm rock bottom, no problem to bang Beyond locks, son got em in chains He knock on them chains, he on the block where they're poppin them thangs Six figure wide ride, broads be flier than dimes She like the iron, she be right be my side Reason why she be liver than guys Niggas plot your demise Shake your hand, look you right in your eyes I only fuck with heads I can trust The usual suspects, the next up, Deck and Kurupt Get your neck cut messin with us, the weapons'll bust Your best bet, just step to the cut [Hook] [Billy Danze] Yo, why would I change my persona, nigga, if it helped me to grow? Helped me to glow, helped me to help you niggas know Helped me to show you niggas I'm the same OG From when the Wu came through like (suuuuu) in the streets When Tha Dogg Pound drops sounds that you couldn't believe I'm on the grounds, lead spray painting M.O.P (What now?) We ghetto mosh pit in this bitch Nigga I don't gang bang, but I'll bang a gang you you mothafuckas I'm tryin to tell you why I'm legit Nigga I will bang bang until I break a spring in the mothafucka I'm with it all day, I get love from Brownsville From Stapleton to Crenshaw to Long Way So nigga ya'll play and you'll get tossed around Cuz I'm focused now and I'm with the bosses now, put your pocus down And if a faggot bitch get one in his abdomen, you know I'm back around [Hook] [Outro: ?] And they jumped me, you understand? I didn't see any niggas, they all crawled up on me You understand? Fuck it, You're ??? Cuz I don't wanna get stabbed in my back or nothin All niggas get stabbed or shot in my back But dig this, I want em got, I want em layin out ************************************************** Get Right[Hook: Inspectah Deck] Get money, get fly, get busy, get live Get over, get by, get women, get high Get right! [Inspectah Deck] Think you can stop us, really? Ya'll niggas got to feel me Peel out Suzuki's, make those Kawasaki's pop a wheelie Cuz only I could hold me, V.S.O.P. control me Better watch those rollies, yo, we crash spots, warn the police You think you know me, cool as Coolie High, co-chief Roamin' the streets, black like no justice and no peace Keepin' the pace, not gon' lose my place, in this paper chase Smell this pie we bake, make your plate, take a taste Make no mistakes, though, some toes gettin' stepped on My name is tephlon, hook 'em like it's methadone Whenever the record's on, set the bomb, test my arm I'm never alarmed, the best are harmed when the pressure's on Back on the block, pull up on the spot, drunk's pop Once a drop, echoin' through ghettoes like gun shots Pull out that twenty spot, what we got's above hot Killa Beez, we run shop, runnin' from the top, it goes [Hook] [Inspectah Deck] Listen, baby, work your dance, to this verse I chant Victim of my circumstance, get at me, first chance Bet it's a short deal, good, how ya'll feel Ditech, it's all wheel, gonna make 'em all kneel Givin' the play, million shipped today, who got shit to say? Poured it in Broadway, check me out in the big display That's overlookin', Bronx, Queens, Brooklyn Staten, Manhattan, wherever there's a hood in I dig my foot in, men of honor like I'm Cuba Gooding You was bookin' when they jumped off, but who was lookin' Via satellite, I broadcast the fast light That's right, pass the mic, load me up, I'll crash it tight When in the zone, I lose it, I'll put them blown in fuses There's no explainin', no escapin' and no excuses Move if you true, the kid is due, let my niggas through Gettin' physical and the streets continue to [Hook] [Bridge: Inspectah Deck] Yeah, yeah Ya'll, and that's right ya'll And we goin' no where, it's all night ya'll I love my ladies with jeans that fit tight ya'll For all my fellas on bikes with chrome pipes, ya'll Ya'll from the north, west, south to the east side We really don't mind, we rep each side Haters get mad, they left outside You feel what I feel, then come inside [Inspectah Deck] The eyes like David Caress, so check my following Move with The Movement, that's your only option My coalition, all in position on this mission No quittin', slowly inchin' closer to this vision Won't you listen, couldn't inflict your system with conviction Stop your bitchin', hard times is all you're gettin' See the fire in my eyes, desire in my vibes Liar in disguise, never measure eye and eye On any of us, what, bounce, before you get touched The town's not big enough, give it up, get it shut Down like Studio 54, you know that this be raw, you know that this be war I'm ahead of the game, why lose, it's better to gain, no darts Are ever the same, Deck's my name, I never changed On the road to riches, out to foe the snitches I roll wit chicks who pose for pictures, they rich and hold the figures [Hook] ************************************************** My Style[Hook: Inspectah Deck] My style, sick as the plague Hold ya head, like I'm trimmin' ya fade Now witness the raid, Rebellion, spittin' them blades That'll tear ya "Face/Off" like Nicolas Cage In the brick maze, ain't slept in six days Trippin' off a spliff of haze, rollin' trip trays I need, one followed by zero, he's some kinda hero Analyze This, like DeNiro [Inspectah Deck] I'm not the man, I'm just one of the men You don't wanna cross me, I'm like a hundred & ten Truck Turner burning the steel, child style working the mill Like I still kill, serving them crill Can't stop til I'm splurging a mill', gorilla lurk in the field With my lean on, swerving my wills Full time with the grind, like nine on the limb Lone Ranger, so I don't conspire with them Got men that'll fire the sem', see me sliding with the diamond Like four or five of them, inside the Benz It's the, main event when son slip through Old timers recognize, with the young kids too Damn right, I'm still 1-6-Ooh Young G out to get his due, you can't fit his shoe In the hood like graph' on the wall, snatchin' it all Niggas hate me, I'm just, having a ball Yeah y'all, still hang in the halls, or macking them broad Or at the fiend house, bagging a raw And I'm alright, sending y'all a kite Boss tight with the mic, y'all call it a night It's the, gener-al, keep backin' them off Backin' more, throw it down like Shaq in the fourth You a cartoon in back of The Source, I clap off And the, strongest quake couldn't match the force Disrespect me, the eagles'll squeeze, my peoples is G's Who put the work in and breeze in the D's Keep several TV's in the V's, now wise men speak in degrees Had you leaking with ease, fools [Hook] ************************************************** The Big Game[Intro: Inspectah Deck] Yeah, major players of the game, still swinging I'm up to bat again, ya'll already know Barry Bonds flow, out of the park with it (Mental Instruments) Let's go [Hook: A.C.] You run through the competition, they treat you like a champ When you winning and you make it to the big game Dive in a pile of riches, fly bitches Chain fridged when you, make it to the big game Get money, big money, big fame Spot packed out, and the fans entertained They like me, we go hard when we play And that's how the fuck you get to make it to the big game [Inspectah Deck] Early on the paper route, blood on my hands Cannons and lasers out, cool as a fan standing in Satan's house Show 'em what my name about, boss of myself Turning your lady out, talk is cheap, shut up, pay me now Hands on the dice work, stopping your bank Shorty you're light work, Comic View rap making my side hurt Talent's in the mic worse, drama to rank Feels like my life cursed, down to go out, what's the price worth Seats leaning with the rod held tight In the BMW g'ing with the Roswell lights I spit gemstars, splitting your dome and I double up Everything, heavy swing, bringing 'em home So I'm sitting like a king on the throne, like I used to be The right hand, now I got a thing on my own Showing love for all my ringers home, quoting my name You niggas been a clone, homey can't swing in my zone [Hook] [Raekwon] Revolvers with the lazy eye, late for my plate frame You crazy fly, screw the tip off, jump in the baby I More papers, law makers, all of us jaw breakers is on Vaticans in action in all ages All my teams armored, from all the way to bulletproof socks Hit me in the calf, it's no option I won't fold, destined to make bail Call up my Norfolk niggas, tip that bill, we can't play jail No time for RICOs, kids ego Fucked up the game, that's like sticking your eye next to the peephole The next generation of dumb niggas, we built the legacy These bum niggas, got invaded by slum niggas All mine battling, we gonna battle for mansions Branson and more bottles of Gallo A villain slash genetleman, blowing with nine thousand Indians I'm the Chief, this the millennium [Hook] [Inspectah Deck] After all that I been through, critiquing all that the kid do The moral though, I'mma continue We hungry, son, you ain't seen gully You Wesley at the Carter, New Jack City, you G-Money I beast money, feet stay fresh off the runway Hotter than a summer day sunray, I must say Truth like a Bible page, twenty flow said night or day Twenty warheads at you right away Play maker A-gamer'll sell the house out, silence the nay sayer Throw a shout out, to all my major players Deck take it out the park, Barry Bonds stance They wonder, damn is his performance enhanced? Rumble in the jungle, blind to the pressure See, son's cool, million to one odds, he come through I leave your trunk blue, holding your head, stuck off the one-two Turn up the game, I just begun to [Hook] [Outro: Raekwon] Live and direct, Staten Island 10304 USA, all the way to muthafucking Africa Back to Pinkin Avenue ************************************************** What They Want[Intro: Inspectah Deck] Pop in peace.. Once again I gotta rise from the dead Like the prophecy has been fulfilled or something So be it.. [Inspectah Deck] I know the code, I'm a capital G., still surviving lowkey Brain shifting, pitching out of the V Bottom line, you got a problem with me, my name pop in the P's Fuck a watch, I got property deeds I don't talk, won't spot me with D's You can spot me at the spot, with the next top model from Queens East side six rider, won't stop at the freeze Where them, coppers'll squeeze and them boppers is G's Where it's regular to serve the curb, when I splurge the word Now break bread, break birds in thirds Whose y'all I never heard y'all herbs, never burnt ya herb I run circles, all you work y'all nerves I'm a legend watch me work my swerve, on the verge to surge You understand it, if you learn the words, it go [Hook: Inspectah Deck] This is what they want, son, mansions and yachts For a taste of it, the'll off ya top, ayo This is what they want, son, big dreams and CREAM Bitches ride like the Scream Machine This is what they want, son, but they fail to get Cuz the radio don't play this shit, yo This is what they want, son, real talk on wax Never mind bout who did the track, man [Inspectah Deck] This is that get low, blow your 'dro, sip ya hypno' Three miles a hour, NARC style in ya whip slow Big city glow, I rest where the semis blow And sleep with a piece, the streets won't let me go So, I'mma rep, til I'm dead, in my physical No, I'm not Biggie Smalls, I ain't 'ready to die' Or ready with the infrared, his head's ready for I Live from the mosh pit, they black Jennifer's eye It gets like that, when you grinding in the pits like that The overtime, never quit type cat Stay low, posting up like Shaq Catch me stepping in the crisp, uniform like Max in white cap I'm back, so true to myself, I shine black Like that, then I get you more for nine flat I-N-S, House Gang on the plate, I buy that, like You cross me, and ah, nine's clap, and [Hook] ************************************************** Serious Rappin’[Intro: Inspectah Deck] INS, your highness He returns, the revolution, will not be televised It will be taken to your front door Brace yourself [Termanology] It's the aura, don't break or take orders I drink holy water, they follow me like the Torah Getting tore up, for months, out in Europe Deck told me, Term, you're up, don't curl up We making cheddar out there, smoking on some leather couches Stretching ounces, been about this bread, baking coke mountains From Law Town to Staten, to Boston to Manhattan This is what you call serious rappin' The serial scratcher, murder materialism ratchet Fearing the blackness, til your soul drift in where you passing I gotta be a thug angel, smoking angel dust Who can I trust, I'mma bust til my stainless rust The devil harm me til my pillow soaking wet and steaming I see the demons, they creeping in my biblical teaching So just remember if I'm next to split, catch a clip Catch a ditch that I wreck the shit with Inspectha Deck [Hook: samples] "INS, your highness" "Termanology" "Planet Asia Medallions" "Murder rap, spray at your dome" "Serial scratcher, murder material" "Murderous math" "Catch a clip" "My turn is right" "Catch a clip" "INS" "Termanology" "Planet Asia Medallions" "This is what you call serious rappin'" [Inspectah Deck] I'm cold blooded like Rick in his time, you can see me prime time At the top spot, sitting with shine I leave 'em froze like they sniffing a line, while they bitching and crying You find me always in position to climb I swing like Serena, hard as Medina, we can be the beast to Keep mamacitas moy bonita I breath ether, 103 fever Spread through receivers, infect the true believers Murder rap spray at your dome (Killers don't lurk there) Killa likes hang up the phone He a gangsta, claiming he bold, real loud with the crowd But I doubt you can bang on your own I earn my stripes, I burn for life, I turn your wife My turn is right, you heard me right I learn to fight, I work the night, I splurge the price I swerve on bikes, my word, I"m nice [Hook] [Planet Asia] Yo, seen it all scenery, post-war poison taste basil Meanwhile, casino we was gambling Multi cigar scent drench, cake splashing That's my alibi, to outfits flavors, so taste fashion Handmade hankerchiefs, bottles popping but I don't drink Fuck it, since we celebrating I'mma take a sip Black down, couple of killas who never back down Choppa clappa mack splash, burgendy backgrounds And stiching a tradition that's passed down Murderous math, watch me duffle bag a couple of stacks now At the bottom with mean face, bottling anger Til I got woken out of that dream state Reality is a must, my doo-rag dynasty is to gold rush Gold Chain Military's the soldiers Low and behold us, the poisonous ring promoters of the cobra Planet Asia Medallions, the fucking shogun [Hook] ************************************************** Luv Letter[Intro: Inspectah Deck] Ay, what's up baby? I need you to sit down for a minute, relax your feet I'll keep an eye on the dinner Something I've been wanting to say for a minute So just listen [Verse 1: Inspectah Deck] I'm just sitting here, pouring my heart, even though Usually, about now, I be touring with the Gods Play your status like I'm MJ, scoring with the broads My love for you is deep, a little more than what's it's called So how am I at fault, we both got issues I miss you on the road, but at home I fight with you At times I might be tight with you, take my life before I hit you Situation difficult to get through You was just concerned with all the bitches in my face I was just concerned with all the riches in my face Grown man, so these bitches know they place I know it's no love 'cause yo they fucking different niggas every day Couldn't wait to hit the crib and see your face If only for one night, the sunlight's gleamin' in our face No love without pain, I still love you the same But still share the same love for the game, and so [Hook x2: Ms. Whitney] Baby, I just got your love letter I'm trying to do better, 'cause now I know better I'm gonna hold you down, I'm gon' stay strong You gave me your word, so I ain't gonna do you wrong [Verse 2: Inspectah Deck] There be days when you call him on stage, text messaging All in a rage, you think I'm fooling around But the truth is, I'm moving around, L.A Yesterday to the Bay, next stop Chi-Town Rarely get a chance to lie down, snatching paper with the fly sound All the hoes, you are not down When the going got rough, you ain't jump up and leave But if you did, wouldn't be so tough to believe 'Cause I know I put you through it, woman like you You just trooped it, girlfriends calling you foolish Hang on in there girl, 'cause when I"m finished We gonna live it to the limit, I'ma give you the world Just saying that it's you on my mind, I wish I was there But I gotta stay true to my grind Coast to coast line, strolling the curve Kiss the kids for me, baby, I be home on the third [Hook x2: Ms. Whitney] Baby, I just got your love letter I'm trying to do better, 'cause now I know better I'm gonna hold you down, I'm gon' stay strong You gave me your word, so I ain't gonna do you wrong [Verse 3: Fes Taylor] You told me stay off the block But still held me down when a nigga got locked, yeah You brought me clean drawers and socks On the dance floor tried to sneak in some top It's like my pen be the heart, ink be the blood I know your mama pissed that you fell for a thug I can't wait to give you kisses and hugs just to be right near you Wishing I was, missing your love So close, but it's so much distance between us So I call collect, long distance, hoping you pick up Yeah, I know the Gods try to holla But I'm that nigga, still touch the world getting dollars Just ride with me, mama, release date soon Said I'd probably touch the streets around the middle of June Can't wait to get you undressed, P.S. sincerely yours Always, mama, love, Fes, yeah [Outro: Ms. Whitney] Baby ************************************************** Bump & Grindin’[Intro: Inspectah Deck] Wuuuuuuuu! Yo [Hook: Inspectah Deck] We keep (bump & grindin') we keep We keep (bump & grindin') yeah In the 'Jects stay (bump & grindin') Up top they (bump & grindin') Downtown they (bump & grindin') In the Hill, we (bump & grindin') That's right (bump & grindin') That's right, yo (bump & grindin') [Inspectah Deck] In the middle of the floor, they actin' hardcore With shirts off, flirtin', of course, the Dom pour Segal split, diggin' that hit from way back I gained that lady with the black Baby Phat Stacked in the back, that ass, crazy fat She bump and grindin', makin' it clap Baby, stop playin', why you shake it like that? When you know how my dogs like to chase the cat Hot lights, camera, action, packed in Back to the front, eight cats on the blunt The tracks gotta pump, the rats wanna thump We strapped from the junk, got gats in the trunk My niggas run the V.I.P., B.Y.T Slip pass security to be by me And I might be slidin' that too, providin' I do Invite your crew, and I'll invite mine too [Hook: Inspectah Deck] We'll be (bump & grindin') In the back they (bump & grindin') Up top they (bump & grindin') Right here we (bump & grindin') At home (bump & grindin') Out of town we (bump & grindin') Haters, they see us (bump & grindin') Uh huh, uh huh (bump & grindin') [Inspectah Deck] We at the bar like what? Sweatin' out the Henny, no doubt, we fucked up But not enough, to let you call my bluff You feel what I feel, then raise your cup You holdin' that hydro, blaze it up I'm high with my eyes on snakes in the cut Cuz some be playin' the wall, hatin' it all Prayin' I take the fall, but they small This, it can't stop like Shaq with the rock I can stand in the lot and still smash the spot Got the grass in my sock with the hash and block Might blast your top, don't crash your drop Keep movin', shakin', don't stop What you doin', stay with it, won't stop Til you blue in the face with it, can't stop Til, it's a new day, dig it? Off top [Hook: Inspectah Deck] We be (bump & grindin') Shaolin we (bump & grindin') All the time (bump & grindin') Shorty, she stay (bump & grindin') In the 'Jects (bump & grindin') Tear up the club (bump & grindin') Gettin' money (bump & grindin', bump & grindin') [Inspectah Deck] Damn girl, I love the way that fits Hug your waist and hips, how you sway that switch D.J., keep playin' that hit Watch her shake that shit, I can't take that shit Find you in the back burnin', fat sermon on the wax turnin' Earnin' cash, puttin' work in Certain, to pop it off son, keep it urban Floatin' with some perfect Timbs, powdered in suburban Catch me in the midst, Ninja with the fifth in the gripper Mr. Big Picture, city slicker Who makes loot, sway suits and flavor boots Stay loose off the Henny, the Remy or Gray Goose Make moves like a wrestler, spark your hate groove Make truce with berettas and birds and eight coups Toxi' off the fine bubbly, dubs shine on the buggy Got your eyes blurry, dimes love me [Hook: Inspectah Deck] Cuz we (bump & grindin') New York (bump & grindin') The Dirty Dirty (bump & grindin') Mid West Be (bump & grindin') West Coast (bump & grindin') Overseas they (bump & grindin') In the Benz they (bump & grindin') Everybody (bump & grindin') [Outro: Inspectah Deck] That's right, Phantom of the Beat, ya'll We make hits for the streets, ya'll Rebel I., get familiar ************************************************** It’s Like That[Intro: DJ Kay Slay] Yeah, this that brand new Rebel I.N.S., back on the set This shit is off the dial, Shaolin Style, better hold on to something [Inspectah Deck] Yo, S.I.N.Y. and what Hit 'em high, hit 'em low, head or gut Yes, us, Lexus and next trucks Flesh plush, land plus, extras Cess, dust, whatever get you messed up Test us, get crushed, next up Better luck, we takin' off with jet thrust Under pressure, they can't take the head rush Talk to me, go and take the walk through me Or yours truly, will screw you like a tour groupie War duty, after I'mma call Suzy Tall cutie, she'll do me like a porn movie I burn thousand degrees, nothin' match me You think you out of my league, now how can that be? Son, you follow my lead, playin' the back seat Ya'll ride dicks like a taxi, it's like that Here we go.. [Hook: Inspectah Deck] I roll fat, holdin' a stash (it's like that) Home girl, blowin' my jack (like that) We boys in the mist of the noise (it's like that) We big boys whippin' them toys (like that) We up late, runnin' from jake (like that) And still got money to make (it's like that) From now until we finish the game (like that) The world gonna cherish the name (it's like that) [Inspectah Deck] Downtown blowin' my sound, blew out your Alpines Feel me, I did it for dough, this ain't about rhymes Cash on delivery, not leavin' without mines Face tried to powder my shine, it's about time To politic, poppin' the clip, bust off the hot shit Holler this, monstrous hit, and stop ya gossip I rep, what you expect, I took a set back Crept back, nursin' my wounds, lookin' for get back Forced to bring the pain, make 'em say my name Rings have changed, shinin' like I'm Ving Rhames Or King James, hustlin', I sling game Sting lames, this money makin' things change I bless heads, push past the full macs Left for dead, raised by the wolf packs Black hoods, leathers with the wool hats Draw blood, don't even pull gats, it's like that [Interlude: DJ Kay Slay] Aiyo, ya'll better kick your shoes off And come on in! [Hook] [Interlude: DJ Kay Slay] Aiyo, this is all for my Metro card, one dollar cab niggas Niggas who walk here, and all the ladies who stood on line in the rain With the bouncers who let the thugs slide, come on, come on.. [Inspectah Deck] The streets watch, ya'll gon get ya teeth knocked The heats hot, bustin' til the beef stop Preach not, our goal is to reach the top Knees drop, I light it up and clean shop Built with better design, clever mind Verbal tech 9, light years, ahead of my time And I, walk with, criminals who talk shit We talk business, the blocks is our office Many have come, few that could walk this Roam too far, catch static like a cordless I'm off this, pimpin' a broad, beyond gorgeous Gettin' lost, dippin' in twin Porsches, it's like that ************************************************** U Wanna Be[Intro: Inspectah Deck] There comes a time when you'll be stripped of your stripes Take away the accolades, and look yourself in the face, you know No lactose, just a reality dose We keep it true, yeah, yo [Hook: Inspectah Deck] You wanna be large, you wanna be hard You wanna be God, you're not quite You wanna be thugs, you wanna be Bloods You wanna be loved, is that right? You wanna be friends, you wanna be him You wanna be them, you act like You wanna be live, you wanna be fly You wanna be high, I gotta be me [Inspectah Deck] Born July 6th, 3:23 With a finger for the world up in front of me Had the gall, had a ball, but ain't have shit Played the hall, played some ball, average black kid With a passion to live and see the lands Without sacrificin' my soul or meet demands I strive for what I live for, me and my Clan And searched for provocative plans to feed the Fam This is no act or mirage, never rocked a corsage Spanned the globe on roam, nobody God See everybody's a thug, everybody sold drugs Everybody rocked an ice cold mug Most killas I know, is either six feet below Or lost in the system, doin' years in the hole It's the changin' of the God, witness the move But your feet not big enough to fit in my shoes, nigga [Hook] [Inspectah Deck] Far from the inventor, like Notorious said But I'm quick to pull my sword and it's off with your head I never was a dick rider, you never see me try to Be like that dude, soft, plus, he wack too Put the money on wood, make it all good Then make arrangements, I'm bringin' my hood Pushin' four wheel motion with the sounds and tints In suspense, ya'll snake eyes bounce off the tents See, they rent cars and jewels to fool you In the video, actin' like, that's how they really flow But only a low percentage know Only five every hundred make dough, they say so Oh, you got a rollie plus a six point o But no, you're not authentic, you're just for show Lookin' for the next free ride to latch on In the short amount of time, watch the world catch on that [Hook] [Inspectah Deck] And that's who I be Money back guarantee, if it's not quality This here's official, if not, I wouldn't hit you I gotta be true, I take offense to the issue Not your typical rituals I chant Givin' the chance, watch it rain like an Indian dance State it like Abe, at Gettysburg, bet he's heard Through galaxies, aliens stuck on every word Livin' legend, veteran known to set trend Flex powers on the mic, like the X-Men Destined to hit the hall of fame, quick But ya'll kick the same lame shit Kick 'em in the groin, for playin' both sides of the coin Now who will be the next click you join I stand on my own two feet, truly unique That's the difference between you and me, you wanna be [Hook 2X] ************************************************** 5 Star G[Hook: Fes Taylor (Baker Don) {Inspectah Deck}] What you sippin', ma? (What you smokin', huh?) {Henny, Louis and Don} Meet me at the bar {Fruit colors a charm} (Got it by the jar, chea) {We five stars over here} [Inspectah Deck] Camel on their Yankee sign, on the daily grind New York state of mind, rugged, but my lady fine Fly face, waist 8 or 8, rocking all the late designs Stepping like, ya'll don't waste my time On that Mary J., looking for some 'real love', say you both Got somebody, knowing you gon' still fuck, plus dudes Smother you, don't he make you feel tough Why he suprised when he realize she feel cuz, really though Daddy king size, with a mean stride You ain't seen live, you fucking with these guys She fly on the G-side, sex is a weapon There's a .357 in her Levi's What you sippin', ma? How you doing, huh? The way you shine, girl, you looking like a shooting star She by the bathroom, scope on the soldier hard I pull strings, no guitar [Hook: Fes Taylor (Baker Don) {Inspectah Deck}] What you sippin', ma? (What you smokin', huh?) {Henny, Louis and Don} Meet me at the bar {Fruit colors a charm} (Got it by the jar, chea) {we five stars over here} What you sippin', ma? (What you smokin', huh?) New Ro (Roset) {Bottles popping off} {Popping off all night with some model broads} (Chea) {We five stars over here} [Inspectah Deck] Nothing but cases out, shutting tables down Pay-per-view style, million dollar faces out Hating ain't allowed, so played out, fuck What they say about, I & I, what they saying now I'm a General, you ain't earned a stripe yet I'm the type to cop and go, ya'll the type to price check Different colored cards in my wallet I ain't swiped yet Man, I got a rack of broads, I don't even like yet Yeah, I'm a rude boy, I ain't you, boy I got the money and the girl and the cool toys I"m confident and two boys, ladies call it ooh baby Ecstasy, not the pill, true joy Shorty got a thing for me, she be like INS, you can be that king for me Feel what I feel, hit the bar, have a drink with me You say that shit, girl, but she say she only think of me, link with me [Hook] ************************************************** Handle That[U-God] Shootouts, suicide car chases Pulling loot out, bulletproof Scarfaces Sharp fades, black Clark Gabe Welcome to dark ages, hanging in dark places With dark faces, escaped on bail My souls in the street, police on the coat tails Oh well, got a bitch named Gail She look so good, her tail is for sale Before L's fell, she scrambled the reefer My foot so far in her ass, she can taste my sneaker I pop champagne, like every day was Easter Better, check that bitch, before I beast her Tally the dough, slice the pizza Despite the features, I hold a player's crown I step in your town, snake skin down Let off a round, check it how it sounds [Hook: Inspectah Deck (all)] Statepens ain't part of the plan Need weed, guns & grams? (I can handle that, fam) The pops life, but it's only for fam A quick six figure scam (I can handle that, man) It's real life, I got blood on my hands And make the product expand (I can handle that, fam) Yo, fuck scrams, try'nna front on my Clan It'll only take a grand (just to handle that, man) [Inspectah Deck] Yo, bottles pop, llamas and Glocks, kamikaze cops Pop shots off of dollars and blocks, it's the Regular regular, honor my spot Whether flips, rubber gribs, top shotter stay hot Swallowin' shots of Henn' rock, got the shit locked Whether, gators and crocs, widebodies'll drop Model bitch got vicked, never promised the rock I'm a live one, that's why honey holla for pop Hustle man, I ain't try'nna make a collar for cops Like the, sun in your eye, with the knowledge I drop Or like the, gun on your side, when the drama get hot Chameleon through the streets, cuz they watchin' my ops Full sign with the grind, get it started off top Well known, still home, and your out of the box Record day, with the thirty eight, dodgin' the NARC's Hood to hood with the gangstas, I'm watchin' the plots [Hook] [Hugh Hef] You ain't never been a hustler, why you try'nna act like one now You front clown, you can get twisted like uptown's Heard about your record, you're butt, clown On the Island, deaded on your bogey, how you can't get a bus down? Never heard of you, like a pump pound Call me "Buckshot", believe me, everybody gon' "Duck Down" Catch you while you postin' your pedestool, family so broke When I clap, your mom can't even bet with you Show you motherfuckas what heavy do, hold a lot of weight And you running with "knicks" like Marbury do I ain't try'nna cop the Chevy, shit, I'd rather Leave this pussy nigga bleeding like I popped his cherry When I come through the block, they leary Shit, I got this nigga standing with dogs like the cops at the Ferry Pray to God that my hammer don't jam, Wu-Tang be the Clan Understand, I can handle it man, yeah [Hook] ************************************************** Nightshift* appeared on promo (radio) copies of "Uncontrolled Substance" "Children grow and women produce And men go work, and some go stealin Everyone's got to make a livin" [Intro: Inspectah Deck] Yo, yo, murderous specialist tactics In effect y'all, in effect y'all In effect y'all, yo, yo Yea, it's all about, it's all about It's all about how you live it It's all about how you live it How you live it... [Inspectah Deck] Yo, a big time slinger named Ty from Bed-stuy Had all the drug blocks locked on the westside Nickels and dimes, sellin drugs of all kinds But never seen on the streets in the day time When it gets dark and the clock strikes six If you standin on the block, you gots to face the click Prepare to be stuck, young buck, you wanna gamble? Got to pay dues if you plan to scramble Ty has spots, Glocks, knots in the web for throwin away cops He had a piece named Alice, she was no joke Quick to wet a nigga who tryin to cut throat But, yo, Ty was no new Jack, he knew that He was marked for death cuz niggas had contracts He had mad uzis in his crib He paid 300 g's in the boondocks in Jersey And at his lab was the '98 Lex with the rag He never drove cuz he moves in cabs A veteran in art of drug peddlin No one could stop him or knock him cuz he's headed in The direction that gets his click filthy rich For gettin paid on the night shift "Everyone's got to make a livin" (x4) [Inspectah Deck] On the shadowy midtown streets, there's a hooker Crafty-ass hoe by the name of brown sugar Large as a blimp, mad miss wearin garments Like mink coats cuz she cut her pimp's throat The ordinary prostitute, she got the Power U Made niggas come back, spendin mad loot Her style's wild with the blade in her purse Slice her twice before you feel the first Sweatin Madison Avenue high-class bars With plenty of Broadway stars and fly cars Swingin her back to the labs that they rest at Hittin her off with stacks for her sex acts And all types of expensive merchandise Diamonds, gold, whatever fits the price Yo, she didn't need no man, she had the upper hand Walkin around with grands wrapped in rubber bands For real, she was colder than blue steel Millitant bitch with a switch and high heals Daylight strikes, yo, the hoe was out of sight quick And at night, she's back on the strip for the night shift "Everyone's got to make a livin" (x4) [Inspectah Deck] Yo, a kid named Keith, he's a professional car thief Cops give him props, his pops is the police chief Model citizen, no jail convictions Night time, flippin on a stolen car mission Roll up in parkin lot, find a dark spot Grab the screwdriver, pop the car lock One hand pose, layin by the windows Tryin to get the dough before the chop shop close No acs, no macks, no Jeeps and cheddars Benzes, Lexes, 50 grand and better Tenants organized to stop his ball But he gots the fall to get paid and make a pocket full Early AM, he's at it again Pop the trunk, snipped the alarm and made his way in Then make his way out without a doubt On a route to get hit, with a nice large amount For the night shift "Everyone's got to make a livin" (x4) ************************************************** T.R.U.E.[Intro: Meshel] Oooh, nananana, no I will stay true, we will make, we will make it through, I know [Hook: Inspectah Deck] It's like every day bullets over broadway, pumping out the hallway With small change, this is how we live It's pop city, gritty ditty bop, got the Glock with me Shots if you not with me, this is what we give [Inspectah Deck] Born by the liquor store, used to hit the store for Mr. George Where them playas and them pimps trick the whores Saw the dope tracks, I sold crack, phone taps from Kojak The old trap, send the fiend through before your home's jacked Chrome clap, shopping through the gate door, killas can't escape war Get rich or die trying to make more Corner store, cop me a four, with the egg and cheese Hancock and evergreen, stop cop from SMDs Young me, used to wheelie the block Mountain bike, Nike Dunks, skunk, Phillies and gwap I watched the older heads shake those dice, same night Watch them, pull out the gauge, when he aced out twice I mean, everybody searching for the same thing, trying to make a name ring And claim king, the lifestyle the game bring Sick whips, linens and crocks, thick women in flocks Or just a cellblock and prisoners pop [Hook: Meshel (Inspectah Deck)] People change like seasons do (people change like the weather) You know I always stay true (stay true, say me) Though this life ain't promised to you In the hardest times will make it through [Hook] [Inspectah Deck] At 16 I hit the Ave with a brick, smashed with the chicks Dipped fast on them dicks, zip bag full of nicks I was bad on the strip, deuce deuce in the booth Blue goose with the troops, fruit juice and a loose On the roof with the city on watch, got that brown bag of chocolate From up top, fifty a pop Since the OGs told me how to get me a knot Since then it's been impossible to get me to stop In the PJ's, where the fiends stay leanin' for days And the V's stay gleam, blades gleaming the raise Where the G's play, they don't need a reason to blaze And the D's stay scheamin' to take me to the cage Cuz I'm living it, deep in this life, and I'mma love it alot Cuz anytime grim reaper could strike Another homicide, it's ironic, son got it Same corner where his father died, hard to hear his momma cry, why [Hook] [Outro: Inspectah Deck] My people, this is for the struggle It's not for the ballers, it's for the struggle You know I got you, it's not guaranteed We gon' ride though, we gon' live, hold your head ************************************************** H.G. is My Life[Hook: unknown singer] I'm an Animal, Animal, and House Gang is my life And I'm gon' ride til I die, ride til I die, til the day I lose my life I'm an Animal, oh, and House Gang is my life And I'm gon' ride til I die, ride til I die, til the day I lose my life [Donnie Cash] Fuck you know about this Animal life, I'm from Homicide Housing By the thousand, niggas handling pipes And we wilding in the cameras and lights, don't give a fuck Who we touch, we demanding these rights It's like we stuck to our hammers for life, so let the cannons ignite From our fam, raid the cannon for life Hold your steel, when you hope a nigga fronting, feel like jumping Got to still waiting, so it's nothing to slump, I'm still taking And if I'm lying I'm dying, and if I'm dying It's somebody coming with me, so somebody come and get me Donnie, you can find me in the lobby, where ya kids be Shotty to the body, and your wisdom Ain't no problems, I ain't hiding, come and get me I'm riding, and my squad is coming with me That's Donnie, nigga... [Hook: unknown singer] Don't under estimate me, because I rough with upstate and blow torch But oh, oh, oh, you don't know You can't take one blow, no, no, no, no [Hook] [La Banga] It ain't nothing to knife you down, box you up Knock you out, use cold water to wake you up Since something horrific await to shake you up To get me aggy, it really don't take too much The weed, the haze, that had me, calm, but I'm ready to jump Not off ecstasy, but when my team thump It's a family feud, homage should only be paid by dues I know killas, who pump John Coltrane for mellow moods Or Al Green when they riding on beef Heat, under the lap, on top of the seat Easy to back out, for unexpected New York streets And the magnet to the problems it bring, that come with it We run with it, survival of the fittest, and you can't fuck with it Go the bus ticket, straight out of dodge Or hit the I-9-5, do a ninety in the car Get up out of here, as fast you can, we know who you are [Hook] [Carlton Fisk] Don't you know when that Animal, end of your sight Either feed him or run for you life It's a concrete jungle, and I'm all right Yankee fitted, white Nike's, and I know apply pressure, bust pipes And my HG's, UD'z, we just the type To do you in, that's my Annamette, checking the ruger And my Animalz, stay strapped, packing maneuver Clappin' is usual, Homicide Housing is crutial Smoke purple when the shadow cops circle the hassle Oh, it's natural, that's the way Animalz play I'mma ride til I die, that's how what Animal live Stay grizzly, Carlton Fisk, that swift, four fizzy With the Lex key, and a thorough inspectery Same shit, different day, know me, the Fugitive's back And off parole, cause them faggots couldn't hold me Donnnie Cash, my little homey, La Banga, House Gang Co-D [Hook] [Outro: Carlton Fisk] House Gang... Urban Icons... UD'z... UndaDogz... and we Animalz Gat y'all niggas, watch out... Yeah... Ruckus... ************************************************** Wooden Soldier[Intro: Inspectah Deck] You know where I come from, (Know where I'm from) (It's that boy) Shaolin baby [Hook: Inspectah Deck] S.I.N.Y. 10304, S.I.N.Y. 10304 S.I.N.Y. 10304, S.I.N.Y [Inspectah Deck] Yes this shit is raw comin at your door Ya start to scream out loud Wu-Tang's back for more Yes the hours four, I told you before Prepare for mic fights and plus the cold war Everybody face down on the floor before Hell break loose Like Tom Hanks rushin the shore Brother man stay bout it for sure Big blades on the Escalade, Gettin paid bouncin on the law It's only just a matter of time I'ma flat line your vital signs when I rat-a-tat with the rhyme Don't nah nigga do it like me, White tee matchin Nikes The blue and white fifty-nine fifty I watch the city like my name's Bruce Wayne Counted loose change on a stoup hangin where my crew bang Certified live, Duckin the five With two pipes like Wes Snipes bustin from the side So serious like the Gods in Medina Street sweeper buck shots, The quake off the rictor Gotta have it, Brother Osh popped the 'matic Supreme team, Bags and beams, Rockin carrots Can't nobody stop my grind, Bottom line If it's on I'll put a fool in a box for mine And I'm only gonna warn you once Chew on this, Food for thought, Smash all your fronts And I'ma eat yall frauds for lunch Chump ass niggas ball for stunts, We fuck broads in a bunch You ain't gangst, Son your soft, It's evident For my thugs doin life I'm forced to represent Watch the V12 sit on chrome The same love I get outta town watch I get at home Left shorty back blown when she hit that dome It's like that when I get that jones, When I'm in that zone This is for the die hard who ride hard In every zip code switchin fresh cloths and fly cars [Hook] ************************************************** The Eyes[Verse 1] Through the eyes the windows to the soul Seeing visions of gold Glory or gory? Still a story is told Where there's hate for the hero And the villains are god 'till fate revealed his card Hes still feelin' it hard Now i don't believe in magic ,witchcraft or voodoo Just karma, the things you do come back to you Third eye wide survive Try to stay alive Make a way Just to say You lived before you died Look ahead with faith,not back with regrets Blessed,safe travels on your path to success [Hook] [Verse 2] You gotta have love for yourself Before you love something else The feeling itself Could be harmful to health Trust is a luxury Earned by respect and loyalty The honor make it to next to royalty Some stand in the sun their skin begin peeling Blind to the truth Battling with inner demons Poison in the brain Sure they going insane Maintain through the joy and the pain Its like all we know Bless the children before we go Love is love, that's at least how the story go [Production by Bronze Nazareth] ************************************************** Do My Thang[Intro: Inspectah Deck] Psycho LES, what's good? It's like my nigga Dirty would say "Come on, baby baby, come on, baby baby, come onnnnnnnnnn" [Hook: Inspectah Deck] I make shots ring, watch poppa swing I said I shine in the mind, plus the watch and ring I get down, when I do my thing I get down, when I do my thing Little hot thing, wanna rock the king So I put the stroke to it, and broke the box spring I don't play, when I do my thing I don't play, when I do my thing [Inspectah Deck] Who the block king, nuff rocks and things Any spot that I pop, cause cops to sting Any spot that I rock, gotta pop for C.R.E.A.M For my thugs thats locked in the box and bing I rip the roof off, this dude's the boss To start a war, we can fly and catch my music off I said I'm like Skywalker, when I use the force Bad broad on my side when I cruise the Porsche Cross state line, all drapped in shine I make minds with the tape, or the cakes or pies Shopping fives on you mami, how you shake your thighs Girl you fronting, you ain't cutting, why you waste your time? I hit the Power-U, for bout an hour or two Girl you took it like a champ, how down are you? I said you took it like a champ, like you now my boo Smash it, no attachments, is how I do [Hook] [Inspectah Deck] Now watch Deck go, rep sets for dough I spend time with a dime, I don't sweat no ho Son shine with the rhyme, yeah, Deck's a pro And since I lived the wild life, yeah, checks'll blow Come and test I, many heads'll fly I said enough men'll die and the best'll try Any bets on the side, that's a bet for I Pep step with a glide and I rep my side Get your bounce on, we be out til dawn And I'mma bounce with a tall chick around my arm In the Porsche, wicking off with an ounce of charm You were try'nna play that wall shit, you now went wrong Poppa got this, go pop your Cryst' I said, even super thug gotta rock to this She was creeping through the club, I spot ya miss Is you dancing to the song, or is you riding the (riding the) [Hook] [Outro: Inspectah Deck] Just do your thing.. New York niggas do your thing.. Out of town niggas do your thing.. Over seas niggas do your thing.. Yeah, we in the place.. Unda Dogz, UD'z, Urban Icon.. You dig? ************************************************** This is It[Inspectah Deck] I came in the game, young nigga banging for fame In the process, staking my claim And I train like, Leonidas' son, the fire and sun The blood, sweat & tears, grinding for ones Nearly died for it, cried for it, hustle and flow Right from the seed, competing with my love for the dough The hunger it burns, I wondered and yearned, they tried skipping my turn This time, muthafuckas gon' learn About the rap general, Rebel, I stack regular revenue Globally local mogul, vocally soldier hold you Dude faking and fronting, you just say that you want it I'm the next Nike ad, greatness is nothing Who run it, I'm coming, I can't, won't, don't stop blunted Til the dough stop coming, til the hoes stop stunting Label it a rap, case closed, no discussion I'm back to the block, got the whole spot dumbing *instrumental break* [Inspectah Deck] I hear plenty barking, got the semi sparking It's my time, this is it, like I'm Kenny Loggins Empty cartridge like Hannibal A-Team Stop me, wake out your day dream Stay out the way, please, before you have me facing like eighteen It's gotta be, then let it be, I'm straight in them state greens I've been through it all, still stuck in the mud Eating good, living right, still them fuckers a judge Like a nigga can't get no greats, when I hit, make the bricks go ape Cuz I spit cocaine And I'm leaning em, blue coats is beaming 'em, rolling with the team and 'em But really only few folks are seen with 'em Ya'll better mark my words, before it's all set and done I'mma stun ya'll like Spock and Kirk Honor the rep, UD's, Donnie and Fes P.C., Fisk, Banga, straight body a set *instrumental break* [Inspectah Deck] I even the odds, I'm bleeding, I'm scarred A nickel bag in the trunk, believe I'm involved I'm on everything, cuz I ain't feeling the job Your boy Deck's a king, keep it realer than ya'll Or say keep it true, you watching like the streets'll do Hip hop is falling apart, Deck, he's the glue Haters get off me, you sinking my ship Fixing your lips, yapping like you thinking he slip I got a million niggas thinking he sick, a million kids Thinking he rich, a million bitches think he the shit You think it's a game, laugh when you leaking in pain Speaking my pain, hater I'm the reason you came ************************************************** Do What U Gotta[Verse 1: Inspectah Deck] Yeah I ride till I'm through with the case Through the days use the weights, niggas talk till they blue in the face Been strugglin' is nothing to me Come and see, I get it in like Kobe at the buzzer for three When I'm gone, better 21-gun it Thousand dollar bottles pop, one of the best that ever done it Broke nights dumbin' with the dumbest Sportin' the four-four I bought off a fiend for seven huned' New faces, screwfacin' niggas from a distance One time wait to take a nigga through the system I ain't got time to play I hit the globe on roam, I'm still home a million miles away And I grind so my seeds could eat Sometimes I let my eyes close, and I daydream of sleep And if I should die before I wake Then before my wake hit my wifey off with all my cake Till then, I'ma live it up, pop corks, and split a dutch Walkin' on the wild side, just to get a rush Ya'll better get in touch, laws ain't shit to us Every one I know is God, Earth, King, Crip, or Blood Little nigga listen up I know you loving the life, an' livin' it fly, so high you can't get enough Son said, "Who gives a fuck?" They see I'm making my bread, escaping the feds So why should I give it up? [Hook: Inspectah Deck] Ain't nothing left to do but Hold myself down in these streets and If I feel like niggas test me Got ta' reach out for my piece and I don't run from confrontation By myself I keep it true When it comes down to gettin' paper I'm gon' do what I got ta' do [Verse 2: Inspectah Deck] I seen million dollar niggas fall flat on they face Best friends, co-defendants, how you rat on your ace? Scramblers chase, the blood money, hammers on waists Just to trick it on the chick with the candles and lace Believe it, it's real, we all out, fiendin' for meals Fools shot up on the block, left 'em bleedin' and still Nothing worse than power in the hands of fools They play the game but they don't understand the rules Yo, you should understand the jewels I got my life on the line, there's a 50/50 chance to lose Aiyo, my dude, it's bigger than me, but at the story go Why buy the cow when you get it for free? To make a living, it's either death or state prison Deck just ain't quittin', either rep or stay hittin' Ya'll know the motto, hollow points follow you home Al Capone cats, swallow the chrome You get blown back out of your zone Like *pow* to the dome, so watch your mouth, kid Mind on your tone Son, I ate with the greatest, stayed with the latest Eye for a eye boss, ain't with the favors I laid where they murk all day, broad day I said flames will disperse y'all way, y'all play Deep inside the game, wise guys die for they name While the organized mind stay quietly paid [Hook: Inspectah Deck] Ain't nothing left to do but Hold myself down in these streets and If I feel like niggas test me Got ta' reach out for my piece and I don't run from confrontation By myself I keep it true When it comes down to gettin' paper I'm gon' do what I got ta' do ************************************************** Brothaz Respect['Juice' sample] Yup, you got the juice now, man [Intro: Cappadonna (Raekwon sample)] Niggas respect mine (brothers respect mine, brothers respect mien) Respect mine (brothers respect mine) [Cappadonna] Yo, I be, out here, in these streets While you be, in the bed, under the sheets I grind hard, regardless, I'm gon' eat I don't care how many niggas you roll with or how deep Cuz I say one word, now you fast asleep I rebute rappers, that spread poison I come in the meet for him, speak words that make born You in my brainstorm, I sting men that do the innocent wrong Your sentiments, you imagining vain things Neglecting me, but I reign king, savagy and wankstas Is not a part of my main stream, they plain jeans I'm King Original, Tao Wu Tazine Solomon darts, vocabulary Nazarines Come with a sharp sword, I'm justified by all means, back up from my altar Falsehood niggas become falser I came back, and stepped out of the sourcer Respect mines, make me an offer Or face the 36 Chambers of Torture "Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, brothers respect mine" - Raekwon sample scratched up [Inspectah Deck] The General, Rebel the great, I'm on money like the president face Next felony's a federal case New blood, you can never relate True blood, you can never debate, not in nueve tres I spit like a deagle with the speed low Hustle hard, gamble on the game like Pete Rose Respect mine, steppin' with the G code Make a nigga move like cops through the peephole Manifesto, light it like a techno club Outside and don't expect no love Rolling like a west coast thug til the wheels fall off And I be damned if you step on cuz Brohters respect vets, son is a vet Henny rap, feel it up on your chest Green eyes try and smuggle my rep, so upset but you love it to death Get it in, shits, nothing to Deck, he set "Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, brothers respect mine" - Raekwon sample scratched up [Fes Taylor] For respect, I empty shots out of this tech Catch homey at the light, drag him out of his Lex' On the edge like Q on the ledge, you got the Juice now I took a pledge to the streets, since it was goosed down Police move foul, I can move the crowd Freestyle or bang bang, any rapper shoot him down Pull the ruger out, from the Hill to the Harbor Bloomingdale Road, Goonberg, stupid clout Old school money, get it from my grandad So I use a nigga face like I punch a sandbag Ran fats when the van passed My pants sag, scuffs on my Air Max, blood on my man's rag Got the homey loc'ing, I'm still Wolfpacking Looking like Kobe open, just passing Two 4, numbers I rep So my hunger for this bread probably hustle to death, yeah "Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, brothers respect mine" - Raekwon sample scratched up ************************************************** Grits (Freestyle)[Intro: Inspectah Deck] Gotta hang out there Niggas keep counting us out (yeah yeah yeah yeah) Niggas ain't acting nice (back again) Raider Ruckus (y'all muthafuckers thought I was dead) Plans into this shit... (the Urban Icon, HG's, UDZ's) Nigga, I got a... (the Unda Dogz, Live Son, the shit is crazy, yo) [Inspectah Deck] I be House Gang, from the pits we blew On your ass, like the Ravens, number 52 Nickel plates on the "get-u's", my chicks be true Chain hang from my nuts, and the whips be new On the block like the mailbox, airing for block Neighborhoods watch, so we gotta share for the cops Watch you glaring at pops? I don't sleep, stay aware from the plots Bump 'em off right there in the spot This is harder than a prison wall, shut up and listen y'all HG's, UDZ's, physically fit to brawl S.I.N.Y., certified, keep, out of town pussy on the passenger side And crews, east side, splashing the five, mashing the drive Big face nigga, fashion is live Like son, check the bodies 'fore you buy that gun Fuck with HG's, nah, don't try that son Here's a jewel for you kid, you can eye that one Or you can get it fucked up and just die that young I'm from the home where the buffalo roam And niggas don't give a flying fuck, talk with signs up Walk with the nine tucked, leave your eyes wide shut Size you up for a cut, of a single buck [Outro: Inspectah Deck] Yeah, we from the grits, y'all S.I.N.Y., 10304, my nigga Live Son on the track Yeah.. "The Fugitive" Carlton Fisk, what's good? La Banga... Donnie Cash, strong arming this shit Raider Ruckus... ************************************************** We Get Down"Are you ready?" [Hook: Inspectah Deck] You know how we get down, we gets down Whenever we come round, it goes down You know how we get down, we gets down Whenever we come round, it goes down [Inspectah Deck] House Gang Undadog, do it for pay Would tell you kill the rumors, but it's true what they say Yo, what they say? He be popping like he using the K UDz, Urban I, another usual day You can see me on G street, twirling the kush Prime time, nigga roll with the circle of crooks Break bread with my G's, they be serving it good What's the time, what's the reason, what's the word in the hood I be moving so you know I got a ear to the block Heard a voice then all that I could hear was the shots Killa Hill, the badlands, we are the cops Where you get popped just when you nearing the top INS, I been there, lived there and done it Still grind, know I comb through the city for hundreds Still shine, though the kid stay gritty and love it He ain't that nigga, you can get it for nothing, hey [Hook] [Inspectah Deck] S.I.N.Y., crossing the water See Stoney got that headcrack, four and a quarter Big unit, pitching this corner to corner Getting gwap see my daughter gross more than Kimora Two stepping to the thief theme, real with this thing True heads represent cuz they feeling the king Pop a bottle, daddy start doing his thing While the goons in the bathroom stealing your bling Man, don't take it personal, it's only the business All or nothing, INS, know me to get it Oak dash, stone driveway, linoleum kitchen Big plasma with the game on, roll with my slippers The shit that I'm on, they ain't market it yet Sick maid with the swift blade honor my rep New Jack City Nino, nigga, growing up fast Get tossed off the fourth floor right in the trash, yeah [Hook] ************************************************** The Bad Apple[Hook 2X: sample] Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens, Manhattan And Staten, and Staten, and Staten, and Staten [Inspectah Deck] I'm from New York City, birthplace of the gritty Dog eat dog, only jakes willing to work with me Watch your back 'fore they lace your sizurp with a mickey Bodies'll burn like dub sacks of purple sticky Kojaks developing Kodaks of your meeting engagements The young guns put pressure on the made men The fiends'll, they'll cap you for your package The mass act savage, living sis selling her ass and tits Your best friend'll send shots to wet ya The badlands, hammers on the waistband, the regular Trapped in this hood dwelling, selling five and dime Cuz ain't 9 to 5 for two-time felons And little man wanna be just like me The sadness thing, he just might be Where the livest, Christiopher Walken, King of New York, and Resort to talking when the heaters on him, grieving on him [Hook 2X] [Inspectah Deck] Ol' blue eyes said, "you make it here, you make it anywhere" Drug wars for every square, bloodsport, the semi's air Now watch where you walk through, watch who you talk to Watch the young Gotti's, the'll off you It's like the mafia plot The fishermen they find more bodies then cops But the shots don't stop trynna get it get it Inside where the broads and the ballers kick it Big city lights, with chicks and ice You living, you victim to them sick gritty types Drooling with their tongues out, guns out, spraying clips Who lay in the pits and pray for a taste of it If you can sleep you awaken by the loud sound Of barking chrome, sound foul but I call it home So keep heat when on the roam, speak brief when on the phone In these mean streets you all alone [Hook 2X] ************************************************** Crazy[Hook 2X: sample] I know it's crazy I know it's crazy, but you can't quite turn away [Inspectah Deck] It's foul in the street, criminal in the street Little child running wild, struck down in the street I'm strapped for the brawl, story of the hood It was written, you can read it in the graph on the walls Long as cash is involved, they blast for the cause And you better break bread or you asking for war Trying to come out the hood, pray for him Cuz he would put the gun down if he somehow could Baby being born, teenage mother Fly baby boy found laying in the dumpster? She couldn't bare the load, she begged for forgiveness Because it's just tears of soul And the world so cold, world so bold Gotta make it so my boy and baby girl grow old Hold my head cuz I could be the nigga in the news Stressed cuz I need these figures for this food [Hook 2X] [Inspectah Deck] I want a better life for my children, I'm building I'm voting for Barack, I just hope they don't kill him I'm bugging off the government, they bugging off the fact That the next pres, gonna be a woman or a black I"m sure what's in store, ain't cater to the poor And I bet many more won't make it through the storm But I take it will be strong, we face harder hard ships Labeled me, low class, treat it like I'm garbage Still I stand tall, rising like a phoenix from the ash My life trynna see it if I can Cuz to me it's all I have, no I wouldn't trade it I just meet you on the other side, homey, if I make it That's why I'm bigger on the grind I'm so close to the edge, cuz I live on the line, and Mankind's heading for the worse We gonna end the world if God don't get to us first [Hook 2X] [Inspectah Deck] My man just lost his job And he was down three, so, now he forced to rob He was good til he caught the charge Trying to live that American dream, a three car garage Man, it's hard and it's ways to go You can't run from it, cuz there's no place to go And there's no face you know And there's no cake to blow, and there's no space to grow [Hook 2X] ************************************************** HoodVerse 1: Rebel INS Berettas and Glocks, consecutive shots Forever it pops, catching double life just for reppin the block Brotheren or not, the cream cause metal to pop When the smoke clears fake niggas setting up shop I knew murderaz who blew trial and came home king Some of ya'll catch a weed charge and start to sing Criminal life, sinister trife, few are built for The section of land young blood was spilled for Not to mention the twenty beans he killed for His fifty cal shells left in the building door Animal rights, both sides hands on them pipes Kenny rogers with the dice how we gamble with life Cameras and lights a blind fold damage ya sights Its real, another brother got hammered tonight Its cold black, co-jacks tappin ya phone jack Livin by the code I was shown by the old cats Little nigga grown now totin a mack Shorties sixteen telling me she blow my back A day in the life the neighborhood hype Johhny got blaze and blaze getting money and money got age He a 86 O.G. who sniff now Sugar hill romeoo cat who bring ya clique down Not only was he sniffing the work They found the wire tap when they ripped open the shirt Its no hurt, the burners ah burst, the murders occur Momma on the strip, daughter learning from her Fish nets with the big breasts working the curb Quick sex for a big check thirsting to splurge Drama at night, the ??? start sparkin the light Its part of the life the high is like bacardi on ice Party all night and pray that ya make it till morn In the cursed earth all things sacred are gone In the hall by the gate door wavin the 4 Keep ya ears to the street or ya face to the floor Either or heat flame for the cause beat jake and the law Keep takin keep bangin for yours Son you'd rather be loved than feared Theres a price on ya head and you can catch slugs from here The drugs the beer had a nigga bugged for years Liviing a lie the mask can't cover the tears Gotta rise up from under the stairs It never rains in souther cal but its thunderin here Just look, the killers the crooks the villians the jooks The flowers by the grave of the witness who looked Mob style in the broad day business is took Dirty cop on the tape gettin hit off the book Heaven for some they squeeze off weapons for fun Tattoo on his back states second to none Hard body who died for his section of slum If its hood than its like that wherever you from ************************************************** I.O.U."Maybe I owe you something" [Inspectah Deck] I'm not the champagne dinner time, spend the night, dim the lights More like the boots on, sex you right, bet ya bike She said, don't stop, daddy, make my boat rock Whoa ma, you so hot, let me that row drop Ahh yeah, get it girl, ready, switch position, girl Doggystyle, rip ya curls, make that body, twist and twirl Work it out, it's your world, know that I don't lick the pearl "Maybe I owe you something" And I can too collect it, I don't except no credit Here's how you clear ya debit, slide out the skirt and set it Mami already naked, ready and fish netted I'm bout to work you breathless, I try not to hurt you precious First let me roll the purple, then I return to serve you For you, like you deserve to, the fire burn eternal Later she hook the plate up, hoping that I would stay but "Maybe I owe you something" She be doing it, doing it, doing it well And she was doing just fine, til she blew up my cell I ain't fronting, I'm still checking, she a beautiful belle She like, roleplaying, got a jungle room at the 'tel She the type that have you creep nights, and fucked up your home When it comes to that man shit, you stuck on your own I know you game me all your love and got nothing to show But yo "Maybe I owe you something" She gleam with the latest on, jeans look painting on I pushed up crazy strong, grinding to a reggae song We broke at the break of dawn, blazed on the neighbor's lawn I gave 'em all, later on, and skated cuz my paper called Stagged off the peach Snap', damn son, I beast that Shorty she a free stack, where do they teach at? Plus she got the deep cat, know I had to creep back "Maybe I owe you something" Just name a spot or place, make sure you rock your lace Whatever, stockings, hey, it don't matter, you're hot as plain Her nigga's locked away, that's why she out to play I tell her "not today", and she ready to cock and spray She do what poppa say, and I ain't got to say And all she say is "let me ride" like she Dr. Dre One day she flip the script, told me I got to pay "Maybe I owe you something" [Outro: Inspectah Deck] We don't shred no paper, we don't even get down like that You looking hot and all that mami, but you know We just blow the back, get it smacked, and that's that And it's a wrap.. you dig? I'm still checking for you though Hahaha, I.O.U. "Maybe I owe you something" ************************************************** Intro[Intro: Sample] Up from the 36 Chambers [Verse] This is uncontrolled A four second [?] it contain Untamed unchanged And the substance is that which holds weight A solid compound Of intense subject matter The uncontrolled substance hits like your hardest narcotic Mellow enough to ease the pain But could also cause hemorrhoids to the brain So keep out of the reach of children Cuz warning, warning Misuse can cause overdose Or other serious side effects Up from the 36 Chambers [Skit] - yeah what's the deal nigga ? = yeah what's the deal ? - I know you got some of that shit, don't you ? = no man I sold that shit - the niggas up in the [?] told me you [?] = talking man, shit - they say that you got the candy man - you got the uncontrolled substance, man - hit me with a dime - lay low, I'm laying low, I'm trying... um I'm working it out - I got you I got you - taking forever and shit - yo, hold up, all I got is 9 dollars = come on, man = you bustin' me or shit ! - come on man, do this for me - I need the uncontrolled... - nigga, I need this = here here - thank you man, goddamn' - I'mma burn this good ************************************************** Tombstone Intro[Verse] I was chained in the dungeon, banging, busting Came from nothing but hunger, pains and suffering Dunked in the cage for pumping, a younging with hopes Of becoming the boss, running the force No respect for none of the laws Something because I'm in front of the broads Some of y'all be talking, but avoid the confrontation It's one of them situations that'll be hard to walk away from Grown man, stone jam, Daniel taming the lion Broad day, blazing the iron, hallways where they surviving You gangsta, you lying, you faking, you hiding I destroy batti boy, you taste it and riding Made man with close ties to both sides Known to get it and blow digit, if the ho wide, for sure, right Broadband, heavy hand, hit you with the contraband Wanted man, a-alikes salute me as I walk the land New nigga, kneel to Zard, or feel the rod, no appealing the charge Catch a bad hand, watch you dealing the cards I speak from the heart, you weak from the start I be sleeping with sharks, you be briefing the NARCs Give me reason to start, I be eating your heart I'm a beast with the bar, you be pleading he stop ************************************************** P.S.A.[sample] You are now in the special operating area of the studio... [Inspectah Deck] I'mma push it to the limit like Manny and Tone Like, somebody carry him home, deeper than Barry's tone My young one, heir to the throne I fuck it up, you be hearing the moans Feeling the jones, dude do it smooth as kaluha And you thought you was the future, you was the loser Me, I'mma doolah schooler This just use your manuever I'm cool as the cooler, with the heart of a champ So to fail's not part of the plan, I just started to dance King of pop, moonwalking they ass Getting dirty like water to sand, man, pump up the jam Cuz the track's Godzilla Way beyond monster, half bar killer Charged with crash bar, smash ya'll iller Camouflage large, hard head, Park Hilla, ahh [sample] You are now in the special operating area of the studio... [Inspectah Deck] Yeah, I'm wild like Clifton Powell, grammar tight Like Vanna White hands, how I flip the vowel Give it up, son, lift your towel, you're like a pitch Just missed off the bat, I'mma hit you foul Just bow when you face the great, ya'll skating on Thin ice, or INS raise the stakes Fuck around I'mma name your stage, Undadogz run the yard AKA Doomsday Brigade I say, I am not a gangsta, I am not a rapper But nigga my response, shots flying at your Jaguar Snitching in your song, stop lying bout your swagger Popping shit now, hear him crying bout it after I'm a different cloth from them, when I toss the blend Heads spin like Porshe rims What I talk, should of caused a trend, when I scope the lens I got the whole world wanting in [sample] You are now in the special operating area of the studio... ************************************************** No Love[Intro: Carlton Fisk] Carlton Fisk, I.N.S., we got Chico Staten's back... the monster, come on House Gang... House Gang... now we gat y'all Check it... [Hook: Chico DeBarge] You abandoned me, y'all don't live here anymore... Just a vacancy, y'all don't live here anymore... [Carlton Fisk] The scene open, see my mother at a table, focused A belt wrapped around her arm, veins bulging A bottle top, a little cotton, intervene this needle dirty bopping Hands swollen, psalms untoppable Little kid I watch the nod, know the rules Never talk to a teacher in school You might think that this environment's cruel Fuck it, this what I decided to do Started stealing anything I could move Now I'm thirteen, with something to prove Buddha hit me with a twenty-two That started my career with a tool Nothing to it, get up on 'em, tell 'em "pass it all" Since you short, if you move, blast it off Like a rocket, if he falls, dig his pockets and run And if you get caught, just rep where you from, little nigga I know what's it like out there, you strugglin' and you grinding, let's go [Hook] [Inspectah Deck] Thug paradise, drugs, gats and knives, life sacrifice Nickel dime grind, catch a full clip, half price Kings tumble in time, it's like a jungle sometimes I play it humble, gotta rumble sometimes Big timers taking numbers with nines, with the bundles of dimes You wind up, with a gun to your spine And the coppers never solve the case Them gorillas in the mist, war, and get lost they hard to trace Man this cold world'll scar ya fate, so I stay awake Late night with cigars, and jars of haze Half my comrades dead or in jail, most said I would fail I'm still alive, getting checks in the mail Still cowards wanna force my hand, eating off my hand Boiling water, never lost a gram Cash Rules, I'm pulling off the scam, catch the bossman Sure hand, on the dice, in the game of life, life [Hook] [Hook: Chico DeBarge] You don't know... what it cost to pay that ride You don't know... what you lost til it pass you by You don't know baby, that you could, til time is fading you by And you don't miss, all that's in your way, til you circle or try [Hook to fade] ************************************************** Get Down Wit Me[Intro: DJ Premier sample {Lounge Mode} (Inspectah Deck)] Aiyo, what the fuck is this shit That ya'll are listening to nowadays on the radio, man? {Yo, we gotta get up out of here, son..} (Yeah... do not attempt to adjust your radio Your system is now under the control of House Gang FM Featuring your host for the night The leader of the The Rebellion, the Rebel INS Yeah, yeah, yeah) [Inspectah Deck] Ain't no doubt big homey is sick, heads know me to flip Before it goes down, show me the chip It's going down, La, throw me the fifth Hold it so quick, get ya word out to Donnie and Fisk It's the sicker guy, he be hogging the rock And don't split the pie, big bomb in his sock Now watch him dip the five, plus he spit sick jive Rest in peace to that million dollar kid with the Why On a city high, wide tires and rims Rocking custom made suade suits and mobster brims On fedoras, start with three quarters, before rap You saw us handcuffed, jumping out the Ford Taurus Spitting like a calico, soprano or alto No doubt, though, I gets down to my outro That's how it go, in the club or the hood We the wolves in this rap, like off to no, good, man [Hook: Inspectah Deck] Ya'll don't wanna fuck with me The Rebel INS, W-T-C The crew H-D from the U-D-Z You wanna get down, get down with me [Interlude: Inspectah Deck] Aiyo, Streetlife, what up, nigga? (yeah) Size/7 (hit me up), Johnny Blaze (Wu-Tang) The RZA (Golden Arms), The GZA, all my fam roll deep (ODB rest in peace, baby!) [Inspectah Deck] They wanna get with the kid, I give 'em the biz That's what this is, splitting ya wig, living it big Ain't try'nna see prison or bids, I'm got to get this I'm in your crib, son, I did it to live Been sick since the crib, now I'm this big, flip wigs The main reason money lost his wiz Put some money on the wood, I need atleast six figs For some money in the hood, watch the hoods get biz It's the good shit, kid, not the twenty or gram Them fishscale, tip the scale, kill a gram I'm choppin' on the plate, bag it up, like weight Had you fiending like Dave Chappelle in Half Baked The last of the great, I crash and cause quakes Got the cash it takes, I might flash my face Slash breaks with the fader, watch 'em fascinate Straight, pull off a caper, snatch cake and break, nigga ************************************************** Gone[Intro] I can't yell right now, cause I'll get fired, and my boss ll' hear me, and then I won't be able to pay off my student loans, but you know what? You're an asshole. I fucking hate you. I bought all your records, this whole fucking time I've been trying to get you to come hang out with me. I'm gonna have people fuck with your food the rest of your trip! You fucking dick! I like him. That's quite moving [Verse 1] To my niggas im considered the best To those niggas im considered a threat Cause i dont give it a rest It's in my nature like Vinny and Treach That i bless em with the what? Fuck the world that's that Biggie and Mef King swing like a master, Bubba Watson Move with the true nigga, no other option I see green, like im teeing off golfing And that's a fact These cats whack Call 'em Sharpton Deck is a colt Believe how i spit it The end result is your brain leaking out your fitted I'm a beast with it Simply said blink you dead Since lifes' a bitch my mind always think ahead Since life's a bitch my mind always think of bread Got my numbers up Even the odd's and beat the spread So king me the crown i need up on my head Sour by the pound now i'm out to see the dreads [hook] I'm gone! I say i'm more than sick, and no pillar get me off my shit (dig it!)i'm gone Point of no return i m out there with an o to burn, you learn Im gone I said im lovin' the hate ,supergrind like i hustle with a cape, wait Im gone Not a shadow behind, to see me you got to travel in time My mind is gone! [Verse 2] Cooley High brother slide Keep my fam stoned Stay fuckin' up your head like some bad dome Deck deal it Bet you feel it in your backbone Shorty strip for a king no stacks thrown Underdog, but my game straight cash rule Punish y'all like my name is Frank Castle Toss a broad to my G that's a lateral The five-0 always on my back like the admiral Poppin' on the avenue Bangin' in ya man's crib The whole world behind my words like an adlib You average! I get's dirty like the bastard Im eight-thirty Angry birdy's on the man's dick Who am i? Im the mic Max Julien The superfly Truck Turner plus the Wu and 'em Suicide bomber time's up no defusin'g him Dude's touch a problem they dont know what do with 'em [hook] I'm gone! I say i'm more than sick, and no pillar get me off my shit (dig it) i'm gone Point of no return i m out there with an o to burn, you learn I'm gone I said im lovin' the hate , supergrind like i hustle with a cape, wait, I'm gone Not a shadow behind, to see me you got to travel in time My mind is gone! ************************************************** He’s a Rebel"He's a rebel, he's a rebel and, he's a rebel, he's a rebel and" [Inspectah Deck] He don't really dance in the club, sip passion for thugs Head bobbin', one hand on the slug Wit a centerfold, head to toe, dress to kill Wit his shit spillin' out the S6 pills But he don't trick or spend presidents, basic He's so sick, he's a resident patient "He's a rebel, he's a rebel and, he's a rebel, he's a rebel and" [Inspectah Deck] He move wit a too live crew, white Nike shoe Slidin' through, eyein' them boys through the rear view He shine like chrome 25's On the street, like a low ride, he don't hide Seen wit the finest of queens, in designer jeans Treat 'em like Midas the King, though he treat 'em mean "He's a rebel, he's a rebel and, he's a rebel, he's a rebel and" [Chorus: Inspectah Deck] No, he don't care how you feel No, he don't care what's your name No, he don't care who you wit No, he don't care what you say (Ain't this bullshit, try your luck Cuz he don't give a flyin' fuck!) "He's a rebel, he's a rebel and, he's a rebel, he's a rebel and" [Inspectah Deck] He's only got about four friends You know him, probably got drugs in both Timbs Boppin' on hard blocks, at large wit the cops His song rock in nail saloons and barbershops He talks of life and commands the set He walks up right and demands respect "He's a rebel, he's a rebel and, he's a rebel, he's a rebel and" [Inspectah Deck] He don't care what they (fuck is they?) He hot like a summer day up in the Bay A child of the ghetto, he fought through everything And still "undisputed" like Wesley and Ving Baggy jeans, two tone boots and big leathers Certified live and his name is Inspectah "He's a rebel, he's a rebel and, he's a rebel, he's a rebel and" [Chorus] "He's a rebel, he's a rebel and, he's a rebel, he's a rebel and" [Inspectah Deck] He stand out the packs, son spit the iller bars And smoke chocolate weed and vanilla cigars He a sexist, only need birds for one thing Got a fetish, for shorty to work the tongue ring The cool one, he live like a web cam Not a follower, gopher or yes man "He's a rebel, he's a rebel and, he's a rebel, he's a rebel and" [Inspectah Deck] He got missiles, to turn your block to dust He got issues, he'd rather not discuss And he posts up, low in the cut with his drink on Linked on, mami in pink, wit the mink on He a two time felon and parolee Made man mobbin' like Vinny and Tony "He's a rebel, he's a rebel and, he's a rebel, he's a rebel and" [Chorus] "He's a rebel, he's a rebel and, he's a rebel, he's a rebel and" (3X) ************************************************** Nobody Scared[Inspectah Deck] I'm the gladiator, General Max Resident patient, stay sick, that’s a medical fact That's my House Gang set in' it back, settin’ the track Only hood you be in, got a sweater attached I'm in the pits with the bulls and wolves Clip fulls in tools, strip fools, cliques, groups, and crews Sip Bulls, spit blues for dues Split grooves, who's you Ain't no stoppin', this dude's the truth Like number 34, Paul Pierce, I ball fierce Push your wig back, then roll up in pallbears For years, I swung hard as Tyson's cross Tore the roof off in white tee's, Nikes, and shorts Fuck mic’s in The Source, I’m tryin' to live like a crime boss Mansion, garage, five bikes, and a Porsche It’s the high price of power, and your life's the cost So it's pressure on you birds like them dike's up north Only seen with the flyest of queens in two seaters Size double duece on the shoes with tube speakers East side, duckin’ the 5 In these mean streets we beast U.D.'s, man it's nuthin' to ride If it's war, I'm leavin' nuthin' alive It's on to the grave, then I'mma catch your ass on the other side So run and hide, and pray to God stay low Before we step through you niggas like the Stargate hole It's the H.G.'s, U.D.Z's we king size Box you up like a order of five wings and fries nigga (You ain't heard nigga) Box you up like a order of five wings and fries nigga [Chorus: Inspectah Deck] They all talkin' gangsta (But ain't nobody scared) They neck is full of diamonds (But don't nobody care) They claim they got millions (But ain't no millionare) They say they in the hood (But you neva see 'em there) They all talkin' gangsta (But ain't nobody scared) They neck is full of diamonds (But don't nobody care) They claim they got millions (But ain't no millionare) They say they in the hood (But you neva see 'em there) [Outro: Inspectah Deck] Yeah, we in the motha... ************************************************** Ghetto Love* iTunes bonus track [Inspectah Deck] Come out your clothes, legs in the air Give it to me raw, bout face in the chair Looking so good, I swear I might not make it to the room, I'mma take it right here Can't focus, hand on your tits Backyard clap, handcuffs on your wrist Nothing that can handle the diss Girl, you take it like a pro, with your hands on your lips Butt out your weave when I please ya We gon' bring down the house like Steve & Latifah Act like you want it honey Just one stroke from the rod, you be walking funny And you don't really want to love me Tap that ass so right, that you offer money Take it like a champ, it's more than lovely Take 'em to the bed when it's call me lovely [Hook: Inspectah Deck (Hedonis)] She like that ghetto love, hardcore, hair pull from the back (That rated X love, keep it up, while I ride your lap) I make you sweat, love (dont stop) how you like it that Give it to me, girl, don't make a scene (give it to me, boy, I make you scream) [Hedonis] Uh, ride rough, whips and the handcuffs, you don't really want H to Tell you what In a birthday suit, all amped up, seen me, now smile for the cameras Say cheese on your knees, don't you know a woman I need This world we live in now, suck it up Want a world watch, player tear it up Scared of what I added up, chick from nine to ten Better than the sex, is who gon' win, we at it again, yeah From the bed to the floor, til the camera touch Show me what you got, now you on top Go deep like I just got shot Bout to turn in my mouth, boy Work-work-work that bad bone and let it all out cuz mami ain't home Who's that bitch calling your phone, I'm grown, I'll slice a chick Matter fact, who's pipe is it, it's tight as shit Sexy chick, you found the right now, got two holes, you got to like one [Hook] [Inspectah Deck] Grind on my lap, spinap tap Baby gon' wind it behind it that Squat like Tae Bo, side to back Bring it to the front, now ride it back Never mind the sack, get inside the track From the bed to the floor I'mma ride the cat Throw it back like you don't know how to act Wanna hit from the side til it's time to nap [Hedonis] Uh, last night I had a ball, should of been on the alcohol Have you ever had a chick this tall, made 'em beg for he dropped his drawers Sucked so much it gave him lockjaw, me play shit, he play straw Take away like a U Haul, yeah, cause shots like a pool hall, rack 'em up Uh, why you acting up, hit your breaks, I'm backing up Make shit cut, cut the malt liquor, off the page of all I'm made To the miles house thugs get made, can't play a chick like an arcade They said, keep the news on the mission Hot box, and got it detention [Hook] ************************************************** HipHopHeads 1 Train Remix[Verse 1 - InpsectahDeck] Aiyyo fuck these technicolor dreamcoat lookin ass niggas Suckin 5 Pee-pees like articuno blizzard Trilluminati want my grind gold and my shotty Shouts out to wheelchair jimmy dont make me catch a body Greatest eva like ocarina of time Bitches always sucking on my cockarina of grime Making dick jokes like a 2001 nasty track Inpsectah deck? dayyum thats a nasty track Rap niggas, yeah im the best of em Yall homosexual niggas -- too much estrogen In the basement puffin on some purple headband Yo girl in the back givin urkel head, damn I rep hawaii dick tall as hauleakala Car full of ratchet bitches sucking cock a lot Blue dreaming bout a sobriety holocaust Not killing it game, yeah I just lost ************************************************** Tombstone Interlude[Inspectah Deck] Still running your mouth, gun in your mouth Why you wanna start shit? With the hardest known, bad to the bone, fuck shit up regardless Modern day martyr, larger than your dollar bill Numerous groups are faded, the diehards holla still Killa Killa Hill, still build and destroy the track Deal is the boy is back, y'all killing the thrill I deal in the field, walk my talk, talk revealing the real I do it for the spoken heard, those who feel what I feel And I won't let up the pressure, til the pipes bust, the mic's dust Strike up the cash, man, I catch you when my flight touch And don't play with the king, and don't play in the ring The body shot's brutal, leave you laid in a sling Now get your tombstone, before you're moved on Before your bird get distracted by the blue stone Son is a beast, come from the east, the mogul keeps it global Mountain mover, pounds of buddah Serving the streets the soul food Many'll call, few are chosen, few are hoping, few opposing Dude was joking til the ruger smoked him, exposed him It's more than a game, cats who hate rap, calling my name For that morphine flow, break a needle off in your vein ************************************************** Rec Room (blend)(Inspectah Deck) Oh, Killah Hill, Killah Killa Hill Killah Hill, Killah Killah Hill Killah Hill, Killah Killah Hill 10304 style, kid, yea For all my D.M.D. Rec posse niggas You out there? Is you out there? I throw your brain in the cobra clutch, behold the hold rush A dazzlin display if you could get close enough Cold Crush like the 4 stinger anaconda Fierce darts that'll pierce through solid armor Lounge in the barracks with Blue and Cappadonna Spiderman identity Peter Parker Crowd pleaser register off the meter Vocal street sweeper bucks shots through the speaker Pleasure seekers, 50 thou' in the stands True fans get it hot like Jamaica sands Conquer land, wide like a eagle wingspan Clansman stabbin the track with both hands Not a lost soul who falls for fool's gold I shine like a diamond in the true state of coal Too hot to handle, too cold to hold Rap with a road block, I might lose control Hold the globe in my iron palm One hand holds the firearm on a mission that's life long Strike calm through the fire like Chaka Khan World wide on the web without the dot com (Chorus) Killa Bees live in the place be Burn third degree on the M-I-C So deadly cause a catastrophe And this is the way we crash the party Say Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec (Inspectah Deck) Yo, Killa Bees swarmin Protect Ya Neck! What's the warnin? So, proceed with caution, I walk with my swordsmen We all in together, Wu-Tang forever gon' win From Puerto Rico 'cross the caves of Berlin Echoin through cell blocks and federal pens It be the Wu-Tang, you came in when They left the game mentally and physically bent What I invent, sharp as bardwire fence I represent, sure to make a grand entrance With the deadly lecture, contents under pressure Inspectah, put your rep in the stretcher Feather weight contenders surrender T.K.O., first round knockout, vex the big spenders Journey on the mic like Marco Polo Internal bleedin occurs to your photo Thoughts brought forth as wild as up north It's bloodsport, get rushed for tough talk But I hold my ground like it's high noon While police tapes surround the mic room I jump on a live tune, provide the boom Those who consume become faint from the fumes (Chorus) ************************************************** Get Body[Chorus: Inspectah Deck] Get your girl, get your glass, get body, body Grab your man, it's your jam, get body, body Get body, body, get raunchy, raunchy When I say, get body, just party, party [Inspectah Deck] Toss shots like a shotty vay, hot over poppy doc Hot offa bottle top, ma, I make your bottom drop I can make the top rise, rise keep it king size Packing cuz the heat rise, jacket and the jeans fly Louis with the 1-3, son G, stun thee Crack another Stoly, I can hold me, I'm my own G I'm just trying to get my party party Niggas hating, niggas watching like paparazzi He try something stupid, get body body Cuz that mob with me probably get raunchy raunchy So, DJ play that song again, back to the floor again Four in the morning and the doors still pouring in Shorty with the forty inch, star struck, adoring him Love it for the night, love, you never have all of him Things be calling him, dope man, cross your ten Fitted with the flaps, black and grey, three quarter Timbs Everything they offer him, on the house, balling out Walking out, with that redbone in the halter blouse [Chorus 2X] [Inspectah Deck] Loose off the Goose and juice, louder, give the tune a boost Ladies do the hula hoop, fellas show 'em who's the truth Bounce, take it through the roof, jumping out your zoot suit Ice cream flavors, misbehaving, I'mma scoop a few Grown man, turn 'em out, fuck, what you heard about Lean back, work it out, haters be the first to doubt I'm just trying to get my party party You can spot me at the bar with that Dark Bacardi Yeah, ain't nobody gotta bodyguard me My dudes got me if I leave the party wildly, now Move if you feeling G, lean like you steer the V Blaze it up, where's the P? Right here's where it be Talk to me, what's the deal, fuck with me, cuz it's real Let me get something clear, ya'll with me, up in here Show me what you got then, homey, what you popping Mami, getting body, just show me why you hopped in DJ bring that record back, whole crowd sweating that Throw it on, bet it crack, get involved, get your mack [Chorus 2X] ************************************************** Eyes on Me* iTunes bonus track [Intro: Inspectah Deck] What doesn't kill you will only make you get even, aiyo [Chorus 2X: Inspectah Deck w/ ad-libs] Everybody talking now, everybody eyes on me You know how it's going down, you know how I ride, my G [Inspectah Deck] I'm bout to air it out, I don't care about On lookers in the way, son, clear 'em out And watch your mouth, or get pounded out That's without a doubt, the hard way, you found it out So walk it out, trynna chalk it out Find yourself with your top row falling out It's the fallout, and I'm all out Want it bad with the kid, then call it out It's on now, it's going down I'm headchecking like jail niggas on the count You wanna shout, you balling out Codename: Paperboy, I stay on the route Large amounts, I lost the count Don't be hating, don't be jealous, that's how the baller bounce I blow 'em out, I show 'em how What you talking bout, clown, what's it all about? [Chorus 2X] [Inspectah Deck] What you know about, how I throw it down It's one tenth of my strength, son, I'm holding out Big blowers out, big hoes about G Code it out, hazed up, blow an ounce Then I comb the town, got my toters now Forever focused, never knowing when a foe's around I stand overground, my soldiers down You don't like it, it's the truth, how it suppose to sound You broken down, I hold my ground You never thought it like next, but it's over now I'm posing proud, I'm open now In the unisex bathroom smoking pounds Scoping down, a golden brown Brooklyn queen looking like she down to roll up out I blow 'em out, I show 'em how What you talking bout, clown, what's it's all about? [Chorus 2X] ************************************************** N.Y.C.[Intro: Inspectah Deck] Still a hustle, Staten Island Still a struggle, New York Still gone bubble, 10304 [Inspectah Deck] I'm form New York, City, Birth place of the gritty Dog eat dog, Only Jake willing to work with me Watch your drink before they lace your sizzurp with a mickey Bodies will burn like dub sacks of purple sticky Cojacks developing Kodaks of your meeting engagements The young guns put pressure on the made men The fiends they'll cap you for your package The mass act savage, Little sis selling her ass and tits Your best friend will send shots to wet ya The bad lands, Hammers on the waist bands the regular Trapped in this hood dwelling, selling five and dime Cause ain't no nine to five for two time felons And little man wanna be just like me The saddest thing is he just might be With a life as Christopher Walken, King of New York 'em Resort to talking when the heat is on 'em, breathing on 'em [Hook 2X: Inspectah Deck] There's nowhere to run to, there's nowhere to hide There's no one to trust so keep a gun on your side Just do as the Roman's if you wanna survive I guess that's how it go in N.Y [Inspectah Deck] Oh Blue I said, you make it here you make it anywhere Drug wars for every square, blood sport, the semis air So watch where you walk through, watch who you talk to Watch them young Gotti's, they'll off you It's like a mafia plot The fishermen find more bodies then cops But the shots don't stop, trying to get it get it Inside where the broads and the ballas kick it Big city lights, whips, chicks and ice You're living, you're victim to them sick gritty types Drueling with they tongues out, Guns out spraying clips Who lay in the pits and pray for a taste of it If you can sleep you awaken by the loud sound of barking chrome Sound foul but I call it home So keep heat when on the roam, speak brief when on the phone In these mean streets you all alone [Hook] ************************************************** Make a Move[Intro: Inspectah Deck] Damn you security, I ain't waiting in line Look, who that nigga, ya'll let that nigga right through, right? Man, fuck that... aiyo, H.G.'z, U.D.Z's to the front Yo, yeah... [Inspectah Deck] Fuck a guest list, nigga, it's me 6'3, with that lean, popping bottles of P., puffin' exotic trees Crew thing, keep my women in threes And I roll with the House Gang, quick on the squeeze Bottom line, I'm a sick disease, in this cold world, I'm Mr. Freeze And I'm swift with ease, and I'm not gonna tell you twice Ya'll gon' fuck around and have a nigga locked in the cell for life I'm putting fire to your ass, see me slide past In the latest shit, with six tigers on the dash I got money on my mind, trapped in this wilderness I'm running out of time, rise if you feeling this My life's on the line, never chat with feds Keep a knife or a nine, gotta scrap with bread The rude boy been clapped the lead, we the dice on the sidewalk Score points, and crack your head Got the blueberry sacks from dred, and your boy stay Black home from the hat and threads Cuz been around the world, and back to my corner crew H.G.'z, U.D.Z, now what you wanna do? [Chorus: Inspectah Deck] Make a move, say something, yeah Make a move, say something, yeah Make a move, say something, yeah Make a move, say something, yeah [Inspectah Deck] See I, freak the streets, straight murder the track I'm a beast from the east, got fur on my back Won't hesitate to crawl or scratch, you gotta feed me My CD flying off the rack From the Bricks out in Jersey, through the Mid-West To Dirty Dirty, the kid's definetly thirsty My loc's on the West Coast, them fools is real Got the volume up, gliding on, just two wheels I bust rhymes, crack your necks to lead, yeah Deck's a threat I rip your best rapper, rep to shreds We the bout it, front page of The Source Wanna pose like you gangsta boss, don't wanna face the boss Take your Superman cape off, blame your soft I caked off, like a bake off, then break North I got, strength in the street, code name: Radiator Big in the heat, no games, gladiator Rest in the beat, too deep to breathe Wu is nine wisemen who speak degrees Make 'em weak in the knees like S.W.V Been try'nna hold a title like Wu Killa Bee, man... [Chorus] ************************************************** Rec Room (Patriot Act remix)(Inspectah Deck) Oh, Killah Hill, Killah Killa Hill Killah Hill, Killah Killah Hill Killah Hill, Killah Killah Hill 10304 style, kid, yea For all my D.M.D. Rec posse niggas You out there? Is you out there? I throw your brain in the cobra clutch, behold the hold rush A dazzlin display if you could get close enough Cold Crush like the 4 stinger anaconda Fierce darts that'll pierce through solid armor Lounge in the barracks with Blue and Cappadonna Spiderman identity Peter Parker Crowd pleaser register off the meter Vocal street sweeper bucks shots through the speaker Pleasure seekers, 50 thou' in the stands True fans get it hot like Jamaica sands Conquer land, wide like a eagle wingspan Clansman stabbin the track with both hands Not a lost soul who falls for fool's gold I shine like a diamond in the true state of coal Too hot to handle, too cold to hold Rap with a road block, I might lose control Hold the globe in my iron palm One hand holds the firearm on a mission that's life long Strike calm through the fire like Chaka Khan World wide on the web without the dot com (Chorus) Killa Bees live in the place be Burn third degree on the M-I-C So deadly cause a catastrophe And this is the way we crash the party Say Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec, Rec (Inspectah Deck) Yo, Killa Bees swarmin Protect Ya Neck! What's the warnin? So, proceed with caution, I walk with my swordsmen We all in together, Wu-Tang forever gon' win From Puerto Rico 'cross the caves of Berlin Echoin through cell blocks and federal pens It be the Wu-Tang, you came in when They left the game mentally and physically bent What I invent, sharp as bardwire fence I represent, sure to make a grand entrance With the deadly lecture, contents under pressure Inspectah, put your rep in the stretcher Feather weight contenders surrender T.K.O., first round knockout, vex the big spenders Journey on the mic like Marco Polo Internal bleedin occurs to your photo Thoughts brought forth as wild as up north It's bloodsport, get rushed for tough talk But I hold my ground like it's high noon While police tapes surround the mic room I jump on a live tune, provide the boom Those who consume become faint from the fumes (Chorus) ************************************************** Sometimes[Intro: Inspectah Deck] See sometimes you have to flash back, Retrospect And see yourself, Sometimes [Inspectah Deck] Can I please get a moment to build For all of my niggas that died in The Hill To the babies bein born, All they futures fulfilled For the ones die'n to live it and reppin it still Can I get another moment for Momma For holdin back tears that makes all the drama How you prayed that I wouldn't waste my life on the corner Never saw me as a burden growin up with no father Everybody got dreams of the millions I dream we stop sceamin of killin and start teachin our children Let em know that they the most high, Reach for the ceiling You don't have to be no Scarface bleeding for buildings So I take this moment out for Sinyah Surprised it took a birth of a child to open my eyes up I made my own decision to wise up So act like you notice, Stay focused let's rise up [Outro: Inspectah Deck] Let's rise up, See if it be like this I ain't even gonna rhyme no more It's food for thought man, Get you a plate A knife and a fork and eat this up This that shit right here, Enough said