Think Differently

Think Differently （Casual,Tragedy Khadafi and Roc Marciano） -Cannibal Ox/Casual/Tragedy Khadafi/Roc Marciano

It go gangsta-gangsta thug killa

I'm the black panther that shot the drug dealer

I live on the block where dudes bust they knocks

Ride on top of the car they crush they rocks

Niggaz hot in my fifths to run from cops

See I'm a n***a too so I know how niggaz do

Keep it real you should let that bulls**t silence

You only been involved in domestic violence

N***a I chase rentals with Long Islands

Catch us in the club doing them long wiling

The microphone marvelous this Marvin Haggler

It's so obvious in the lobby suave and dressed

Where the party is round trip flight to LaGuardia

Nobody dodge when we walk through the audience

Dolo with more dough to blow though

For sure though slide one deep in a four door

I'm poor though catch me rocking a Lisa Lobo

Bump yo ho I want more to the boatload

Your coat can't save your soul but I'm foe

It's written in gold hieroglyphic Egyptian scroll

Streets I've been in from the beginning I'm a legend

Never flee up from my enemies shots I'm sending

Musical martyr like John Lennon from the beginning

Spit with a vengeance semi-automatic weapon repping

Calm stop warlock like David Geffen

Blowin'ox'like oxygen out of my nostrils

Seen brave men fight for they honor and even die

Two gorgeous divas blowing the heaters down the ride

To the end of the earth through hell water and fire

Queens Messiah camouflage black attire

Magnum opus top five dead or alive

The feds focus my militants swervin'the lotus

Mossberg in the hostess I write it then release it

Then I bless the street giving birth to soldiers

Rolls gold King Tut piece flooded with boulders

I praise Allah make this a lot facing the east

This is for them black and white babies

Starving to eat think differently

Poverty stricken fried chicken fly rhyme kicking

Blind visions from the mind's

Wisdom in this crime religion

Niggaz listen what I'm spitting is hard as prison

Benches in the trenches grym

Intentions twin Doberman pinchers

Leather trenches lead drenches for brat endless

Gats eleven inches ya neck slit it your head spin it

The epidemic was spread infinite

So once the thread is knitted

For seven digits it's just business no disrespect intended

To he who feel offended a beat

Down cannot be prevented

Big hit it the game I'm deep in it

Until my Yankee fitted

Switch three be hanging niggaz

Squeeze three eighty triggers

Used to f**k my babysitters now

I whip Mercedes-Benz'

I stand alone 'cause I'm grown for me to crush the Walkman

Gang lover supporter of any sort when I'm New York

Rollin'for dolo the Willie Bobo gotta go bro

Word to JoMo the kid in the

Polo got the world in a yo-yo

Your happy meal skills is still no frills

Cook ckrills sign deals when you see me just kneel

Or rocking mills your hospital bill

Blood from your nostril spill it's not looking well

When I lick off shots the hostages yell

Chopper fell like ox tail your optic's swell

Ninjas with blades raised from jungles of wolves

In hoods where hammers bark and the tennis spark

Police on radar so we stay fogged up

Puffin'blunts sippin'Goose and damage

God d**n it's hard but still we gettin'by like rhino's

Ones that peel crucified on the earth for guns and needles

Nine inches hurt I 'cause stitches build

With Gods on track suffering visible scars it's hard to relax

Ready to spaz no w**d thirst for cash times moving fast

We like cheaters with masks lighting cheeba and hash

Tryin'to balance the steps screaming we need freedom

Tired of bleeding where ego's let out of evil

Town is of death no time for weakness

Higher heights to reach advance the concrete

With iron feet