Illside of Town

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In the illside of town where they...

Murder *************s

Get down for your crown

Murder, murder mother******s

[billy danze]

Ayo, handle ur bizness now [you might not get the chance later]

Some kinda way every day the passion for bustin your crater

In the, "ghetto" where trigga fingers usually itchin

Here is where i leave for war in the dump, like richie rich

It gets a mind blowin situation [one occupation get left]

New occupation still my *************s feel they facin death

We're jumpin on decks, with the jumpers at the tire

Blau! bu- bu- bu- bu- bu- bu- bu- bucka, rapid fire

Now, let the preacher preach

There's a lesson that need to be taught, and look who i brought to teach

I pack fifteen in my 45, pick up *************s wit size

Whet up the wildest survive

Wack crews will see m.o.p. is the livest

Downtown swingin, index finger exercisers

Clak, clak! [cut 'em some slack] ************* that, it's on

I know you wanna live, i'd rather see you torn

Out the frame, bill and lil fame will still stand

I'm thinkin of a master plan to lace your man

What make you think that you can ************* with billy danze

I'll 4-4 'em, flow 'em, blow 'em to show 'em

That we don't give a ************* about that ************* we don't know 'wm in the

[illside of town where they, murder *************s, i'm from the...]

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Take 'em down

[lil fame]

You know my face i'm from the place wit two pounds

And trey pounds, and four pounds kill, for brownsville

You know my face i'm from the place wit two pounds

And trey pounds, and four pounds kill, for brownsville

You got drug dealers, gun holders, street rollers

Young *************es wit attitudes pu*************ng baby strollers

[ghetto how] we dealin with these savages the average is

Deceased or in jail for splittin *************s cabbages

The characters that's left still the same fellas

They still slingin heavy metal, [aint nothing but the ghetto]

But it's like that, aint that right black

When my enemies strike, it's only right that i strike back

Here in crooklyn it's trife

Criminals out to take everything from your jewels to your life

One way to survive on these streets [you choose it]

Rip up, load your clip up, slip up, and [you lose it]

Cops roll up on you son, got bodies on your gun

Caught up in some *************t that your moms always warned you from

See she won't understand that it's in the environment

That's why these trigga happy *************s keep firing

I aint just fall into no grave

If i gotta get bodied, it gotta be goin out in a blaze

I'm fazed, whether it's him or me goin down

No matter the repercussions m.o.p. hold it down in the...

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