fashion aside/ Put your hate aside/ Put your pride aside/ Put your fighting aside/ Let's bring the old meaning of hardcore back/ Let's bring it back/
life pouring belve on ya heart Money I'm involved with it, wake up and ball with it Kobe can song with it, uncut raw with it Chop bricks take trips ot
could bring Justo back The underground is mine, I treat it like home It's the reason niggaz saying my name like Mike Jones The underground is mine, I treat it like home It
To park in a four door Bentley on my set, Same hood, same motherfuckin steps I sat on and took the plastic off of "Life After Death", Bangin, boning Biggie
her over, got it from the back The pussy was sorry, so the bitch got slapped Then I took my dick out, laid it on her chest She put it in the middle,
can you feel me? Blame it on my momma I'm a thug nigga Up befo' the sun rise, quicker than the drug dealers Tell me if it's on, nigga then we first to
Blame it on my mama I'm a thug nigga Up before the sunrise quicker than the drug dealers Tell me if it's on Nigga then we first to bomb Bust on these
brain until it's not so It's hostile, ni**az lick shots to watch the glocks glow Cadres of coppers patrol us like we some animals And it ain't no peace
Sweeping with the same broom It's hazard, it's you don't want yo life Well give me grab it I was born inside a love zone With a glock-nine young marriage It
to bring your mama then turn around and hear the drama Havoc I gotta have it steady blastin at Prodigy Mobb 6 feet deep you try to blast me till death
what a freaky bitch First you argued, then I fight it, til you lick me where I like it Got a nigga all excited, it don't matter just don't bite it
to? Murderin niggaz, look what it's come to My memories bring me misery, and life is hard in the ghetto, it's insanity, I can't breath Got me thinkin
to bring them back tha streetz R Deathrow Chorus (cause i'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin') tha streetz R Deathrow (cause i'll beat you down, like it
feel me? Blame it on my momma I'm a thug nigga Up befo' the sun rise, quicker than the drug dealers Tell me if it's on, nigga then we first to bomb Bust
quest with a death wish Tell 'em they come and test, and tha rest, nigga gets hectic Here's tha aneirexic, i'm making it to an exit Walkin' through tha
I bring it to 'em where they pump at 12 Gauge mashberg No shell in the head Before you put in work, you gotta pump that You done hit a nigga with it