[Fat Joe] Yeah!! Straight out the heroin infested streets of the Bronx Home of corrupt cops Where niggaz get they mother in wigs pushed back even if they don t fake jax Fat Joe
bringin forth the illest mother ers in this whole rap game Hey yo Armageddon
let these mother ers know [Armageddon] You look
I look
you invite it
I took I forever wearin it
you know stone cold crook What s truth
what s lie? Who s people
who spy? It s life and death
choose live or die Ultimates who made em why do we even exist? When we die is there heaven or is it total blackness? For any touch there s a feeling Touch and y all felt We can exchange shots
until our chambers melt There s mad tension in the air (mad tension in the air) over one man s stare
you wanna dare
yo Crack Eject the Czech from the glove compartment Lay out the lead spray
and flame him up like arson It s dangerous business Opposites
these strangers be bendin opposites So put your face in mine
best brace your spine Cause opposites may attract
but they don t combine My impact so fat
you feel your vertabrates grind Now delayed second thoughts run through your mind When my slugs connect
and strike your major arteries When my fists connect
they causin major injuries What you know Junior? You not evil [Fat Joe] Uhh
the South Bronx is the wrong place to visit I don t know an MC who has enough balls to diss it Whether rain or shine
we be bustin out nines Hey yo Punisher
hit em with that ill type rhyme [Big Punisher] Yo
I cause a bloody bath to make my buddies laugh and gig My nutty wrath ll live as long as I m a I blast a pig and slit his throat just for ? L My skills {undecipherable} puffin boom in Hell I doom the world like I was God and throw my gun away Then snatch the moon out the sky
and blow the sun away Me and my brothers play hardball Strictly
lyrics til I m finished breakin God s laws My job s raw but I gotta do it - I m feelin high then buddhaed so you might get shot and lose a lot of fluid The spot I blew it at an early age
ever since the curly braids I would earn a wage with the thirty gauge There s dirty ways to get paid if you got the balls Just load the glock and cause the hardest cop to drop his drawers Don t stop or pause
let the shotty go up his butt to finish up
punchin body blows and uppercuts [Fat Joe] The South Bronx is the wrong place to visit I don t know an MC who has enough balls to diss it Whether rain or shine
we be bustin out nines Hey yo Keith Nut
hit em with that ill type rhyme [Keith Nut] Yo
I cause damage
rap s ed bandit Well I ll be god damnit
I kick ass like I m yo parents Prepare for the slaughter when my brain is out of order Got kicked out my church cause I got caught in my preacher s daughter Menace like Dennis on the M.I.C.
You best run son
I m sendin emcees up shit s creek So don t sleep
cause I creep
on New York streets like I m a big fat dick
wack emcees is ass-cheeks Yo
I m that nigga that ll kidnap yo kids Take em home
em good
then send em back to you in bandages You lose
cause I got
the ill street
and still keep the toast close
and rep-a
resent-a
the East coast So watch your back black
Bronx niggaz don t play If you ever fake jax
I ll slit yo throat like O.J.
[Fat Joe] Yeah
that s my mother in crew Straight out the South Bronx The livest mother in corners of the Bronx Keepin in realer
my mother in nigga Keith Nut Armageddon the Reddin My nigga Big Dog Punisher Straight out the Full Eclipse Camp All you mother ers know the times
yeah Watch your mother in back Blow out the back of your domepiece D.I.T.C.
forever mother er..
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