Stand Clear

Stand Clear （Explicit） （Feat. M.O.P.） - Adam F

B**ch B**ch B**ch

Yeaaaah motherfuuuucker

Feel the First Family energy alright

Remember me Lil'Fame raps ni**as

To tunes of Kenny G

I compose the rugged I woulda written yo'sh*t too

But you ain't got enough money in your budget

Dude f**k it

Step up and get your whole band slaughtered

You ain't got the raw plus you twenty gram shorter

M O P ban orders I show you ni**az Faces Of Death

Manslaughter liver than camcorder

My salutants polluting this quick to shoot a b**ch

I'm bugged like the Y2K computer glitch

I bring the hardcore for soldiers that got war

And the thugs in the crowd screaming

'YEAH WE LIKE IT RAW'

All wacks'll get the best of it

Right

Give 'em the rest of it

Saluting on tour autographing b**ches'breasteses

It's the legendary M O P we put it down

Everywhere we go

But you don't hear me though

Stand clear notice ain't nothing

But soldiers up in here

Rhyme for the cause heavy metal sh*t

Quick grip settle it

B**CH Die for the cause

It's elementary for a quarter of a century

In and outta penitentiaries

I survive I am a survivor G

Got more slick sh*t with me than MacGyver see

I'm your rivalry cousin ride with me

I'm the international cat that you tryna be

I am REAL REAL REAL REAL REAL

Yes awh

When I'm in the G-men stanze

It's impossible to touch Danze

I got a deranged temper with a short fuse

I don't know what you thought but you gon'lose

I'm bad news saying turn me loose

Since Tupac got popped who the f**k

You think got the Juice

Bill Danze （DO IT FOR YOUR PEOPLE）

I got automatics （RACK）

Will f**k up your ego in fact

Claim turf whenever the lama's quat

We hold down Brownsville

Like the motherf**king Tomahawks

Stand clear notice ain't nothing

But soldiers up in here

Rhyme for the cause heavy metal sh*t

Quick grip settle it

B**CH Die for the cause

Smack a moose upside ya head

Like Kobe when he mack in his broads

Your maveranage

Watch who you approach ni**a

'Fore you get smoked ni**a

I'm O G in this game coach ni**a

Straight loc'ni**a what the f**k you thought

You get caught in the middle

Tryna dribble on my court

When ni**as （ACT SWEET）

This ni**a （CLAP HEAT）

Jack you when you wouldn't

Put your brains in the backseat

I'm a give you twenty-two seconds to explain to me

Why the f**k you playing games with me

Make a ni**a dust off his automatic

And bang what you thought kids

IS IT REALLY BILLY DANZE

Who the f**k you think it is

By the law of the street the best way to track his a**

Is to catch his a**（his a**）and to jack his a**

You ain't untouchable ni**a for what it's worth

I'm the greatest grimiest slimiest ni**a on earth

Stand clear notice ain't nothing

But soldiers up in here

Rhyme for the cause heavy metal sh*t

Quick grip settle it

B**CH Die for the cause