Undeniable lyrics - AZ

[Hook:]
Rolling down the block pushing something you ain't never seen (yeah)
Shorty riding shotgun so incredible (so incredible) (gorgeous)
Lay back in the? down gangster lean (I stay chilling daddy, you dig, ha ha)
This feeling is undeniable

[Verse 1: AZ]
Drama seas, sands so white
Bahamas beach, your plans go right
Out of reach, rambo flights
In some two seater, sitting up like cleavage
Plane conceded, the prayer was a parapalegic
Save the chatter, my swagga's needed, believe it
Button ups, tailor custom cuts,
Trees on the feet, physique fucks him up
That's what's up
Straight from the gutter side
Keep clean on everything my mother dries
Still I love allah, sucker for southern fries
Facing affiliation, embracing my butterflies
I, (I) been down for a minute now
There's none flyer, all the live wires in the ground
A young messaih, admired by entire town
Sun-fire, stay higher than Miriah's sound
So you know I'm on some other shit
Sneak peak, low creep, deep cover shit

[Hook:]
Rolling down the block pushing something you ain't never seen
Shorty riding shotgun so incredible
Lay back in the? down gangster lean
This feeling is undeniable

[Verse 2: AZ]
Local wars, coastal brawls,
If you ball at once, what's the most you saw?
If you fall, do you really got folks to call?
With that bell on hand, why they tell on fam? (sigh)
I feel his pain, how the unfortunate try to steal the fame
How it's more naucseousness than the killer in ray
Through so much anger, (clentching jaw) I know such danger
Thoro, I'm a decade in
From a borough way wicked than wes craven
Then again
Certain things I could never do
My whole life, get it right, get revenue
Get a wife, get a white BMW
2 doors style, take that roof off now
(ha) that was dreams of a younger me
Now my hunger's humongous as a hummer 3
Ferarri drop, with that time in the summer T

[Hook:]
Rolling down the block pushing something you ain't never seen (never seen)
Shorty riding shotgun so incredible (so incredible) (gorgeous)
Lay back in the? down gangster lean (gangster lean)
This feeling is undeniable (deniable)

[Verse 3: AZ]
I'm unsure, how I felt before
But for now all I ask, is Lord help us all
Help me stay focused, I'm self absorbed
And then sunny vibrations, real spot that's spacious
Few cases, Julio Englacias
Flow from the coop, I'm like Owens in the booth
Big boy, had his know from the roof
Way before rap, I can more than fall back
All that it's a beautiful zone
I stay mellow like musical tone, (musical tone)

[Hook:]
Rolling down the block pushing something you ain't never seen. (never seen)
Shorty riding shotgun, so incredible. (incredible) (gorgeous)
Lay back in the? down gangster lean (gangster lean)
This feeling is undeniable

Is undeniable
Is undeniable
Is undeniable

This feeling is undeniable

Now I Know lyrics - AZ

[Sample:]
Starting fresh, building slow, take my time cause now... I know
[AZ:] This that kush right here... this that sour... it's serious...

[Verse 1:]
I'm reinvented weed scented
Coup exceeding the speed limit smoke easing through the roof
Few regrets breathe through the youth
I'm a seasoned vet I need no excuse baby
Still rubble flights on that Delta shuttle
Patron's in me so the shots is doubled no envy
A few pennies polished persona
Jews defend me it wasn't me honest your honor
I'm a loose cannon though the truth is
I'm used to handling standing tall strong like wall paneling
All from Maryland spreaded my chips
To them stores on Madison my fetish for chicks but umm

[Chorus:]
Starting fresh, building slow, take my time cause now... I know
[AZ laughing in background]

[Verse 2:]
Yeah, it's rap now and I still ask how
Still got the vibe guess I got to be live
Gear so illy gotta stay fly
Appear so willy hunnies got to say hi
But wave by cause I'm gone in the wind
Errol Flynn blue Pradas pearl Benz few dollars girlfriend you holla
My focus on never so often you could catch me with some loafers on
I'm livin it's all vision cautious decisions
From the cost to the Porsche with the ribbons
My ambitions embedded deep down in my soul
I don't fold I'm forever like diamonds and gold a smoke's scroll [?]
Bottles and buckles of ice I'm on the mic and ya'll thought little Weezy was nice
Get a load of a lyricist duckin his mows [?]
Street influences doin this since 12 years old but oh...

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]
So I'm back ya'll
Back from black ball
Back with the mask off
Could rap my ass off
Past paused [?] then ducked the task force
Tough as the asphalt
Stuffed the cash vault it's my fault
Cause I seen it coming I guess I couldn't see me running still stunning
Name still the same in humming since a younging
Been feeding through illegal funding call it cunning
Done with my days of dumming I'm grown up
Calisthenics in the gym on the daily I'm toned up
And ya'll cowards gon respect my work my word
I'm worldwide with a thirst unheard yes sir...

[Chorus: til end and fades]

The Hardest lyrics - AZ (feat. Styles P)

[Large Professor:]
Yeah it's the ghost SP
The G-O-D AZ
SP, it's the ghost SP
With the G-O-D AZ
SP, it's the ghost SP
With the G-O-D AZ
Hardest yeah hardest

[Styles P:]
Yeah it's the hardest out
I'm a die for my cause, take the martyr route
Up north they talk about me when the yard is out
Can't come through the hood on the mountain bike when cars is out
It's the G-H-O-S-T go in
I'm the P-H-A-N-T-O-M Phantom
Spit Jems blow hems from his chin to his eyebrow
Trying to watching beat street and wildstyle
Get the feeling back
Whateva happen to realer rap
Ask my man where the tequila at
I'm from a hood where they peel ya cap
And you ain't got a prize under
Word to the hoodie that my eyes under
Word to the hand that the gloves over
It's all hate when the loves over
Talk straight when thug sober
But keep it quiet just shush
When you see me blowing kush on the push
Trying to get large dough
Ghost Sosa and Large Pro
Why you think I got on my cargos
To put mad stacks in it
I burn your house with the plaques in it
And then I'm spraying the mac in it
Your dj is wack burn his house with the wax in it
Never kick raps if you ain't got facts in it
But regardless whatever your bars is
I don't give a fuck cause I be the hardest nigga

[Hook:]
[Styles P:] I'm T-H-E-H-R-D-E-S-T you don't wanna see SP
Everyday I wake up it's like I'm liable to sin
Smoke haze in bible paper swallowing gin
I'm G-H-O-S-T
I can crack the ground and make the clouds come down
Find me if you looking for trouble
Send a hundred niggas I'm a bust a thousand rounds

[AZ:]
The streets is mine
The east just fine
We drop jewels in our verbal
We reach the blind
We badu with the earth food
Delete the swine
Nine two how we murk you it's reaper time
No riffing
Death is near the checks is cleared
Bout to charge niggas holes for they reckless stares
Bout to bar niggas flows cause they rep ain't there
They style is trash
The more cash the less I care
I'm colder real vulgore
Kill bill with the blue steel in the holster
Come no closer
Got the game in a choka blunt smoker
Pretty hair cunt stroker it's brooklyn baby
Motherfuckers thought bush was crazy kill'em all
My marriage to the streets was annulled I'm a ball
From the era where the real niggas ball took cheddar
Broads even look much better I put pleasure
And stitch in every word
I'm the sickest eva heard
If you can't get me richer I'm a kick you to the curb
Picture getting served on a yacht with orderve
While the block still rock twenty g's by the third
That's my word

[Hook:]
[AZ:] I'm T-H-E-H-R-D-E-S-T ya'll don't wanna see AZ
At any given minute nigga liable to flip
You wanna pimp nigga find you a bitch I ain't the one
I'm S-O-S that's me
Got a hundred hungry goons that'll kill for free
Same young nigga that'll torch your face
Suite up and come support at your wake motherfucker

[Large Professor:]
Yeah it's the ghost SP
The G-O-D AZ
SP, it's the ghost SP
With the G-O-D AZ
SP, it's the ghost SP
With the G-O-D AZ
Hardest yeah hardest

album: "The Format" (2006)

I Am The Truth lyrics - AZ

[AZ:]
It's the most marvelous
Haha, so consistent, so Denevere
This here is classical
I'm a genius!
Allow me...

[Verse 1:]
Scrilla rap spitter, silverback gorilla, mass killer
Heavy hoodie cow, hide, half chinchilla
Watch for scrilla's cuz they hastle the dealers, for reala
Y'all little niggaz, me I lex and grilla, I'm chilla
Pillows of purple had to seal up my circle
It's serious, when your seralbello senses alert you
Pollack church shoes parolee homie's home on curfew
Who's commercial, I verbalize universal
Uniqueness, I'm nonchalant nigga no secrets
What ambiance never show weakness, control leakege
Live niggaz know I speak it
Verbalize outta eye, cuz we cohesive
Flow's freakish
Dough is just honor the pieces to the puzzle
Like the streets always been to the struggle

[Chorus:]
I am the truth, truth
On a whole nother level
From the stone to the bezel
To the chrome on the metal
I zone for the ghetto's (Huh! Huh!)
I am the truth, truth
Every coast gotta know
I'm the most with the flow
No joke I'm a pro
I'm like the pope on the low

[Verse 2:]
Soul music so intense so live
It's, no excuses y'all been so deprived
This is so exclusive and I'm so obliged
Certified superhero with no disguise
Force the vibe for the niggaz got tossed aside
and the misfortuned that lost they lives
I survive, I weave from side to side
No when to slide, stay hush, use my eyes to guide
I'm straight up
Too tough try hide my pride
Grew up amongst sky high homocide
Who am I besides homie that exposed to phoneys
The one and only still intact without the matrimony
Still on track I cock back and, black like Toby
Y'all bastards know me, no wolfpack attack for doly

[Chorus:]
I am the truth, truth
On a whole nother level
From the stone to the bezel
To the chrome on the metal
I zone for the ghetto's (Huh! Huh!)
I am the truth, truth
Every coast gotta know
I'm the most with the flow
No joke I'm a pro
I'm like the pope on the low

[Hook:]
Certified murder ties
Been in beef, burglarise
Been a beast, purchased pies
Hell heat, perfect size
Felt defeat, felt the rise
Seldom sleep, dealt with lies
Been Tel-Aviv through certain rides
Smelt police, I works with high

[Verse 3:]
Hood legend, household name
Presence is felt, real niggaz vouch for my pain
Ahead of myself, what else is there about this game
The letters is spelt, so know when he drouch the same
Measure my wealth with realness, I know what's good
No mills missed, keep one foot in the hood
I still spit like a lot of niggaz wish they would
Can sell shit till I'm stiffed and shipped in wood
Misunderstood, mama's only son she's stressed to get it done
She knows I'm the last one left

[Chorus:]
I am the truth, truth
On a whole nother level
From the stone to the bezel
To the chrome on the metal
I zone for the ghetto's (Huh! Huh!)
I am the truth, truth
Every coast gotta know
I'm the most with the flow
No joke I'm a pro
I'm like the pope on the low

Get High lyrics - AZ

Lord knows I try
get high, get high, get high

[Verse 1:]
I got haze blue and strawberry dro and diesel
I got kush and cannabis and all shades are lethal
Enough to puff with all my people
Chunks in the truck like the stuff was legal
Nothin but dutches I'm amoungst the evils
Bongs to breathe through my first time was preeschool

[Hook:]
Get high, Get fly, Get lye

[Verse 2:]
I got tons of guns but I love that mac
Automatics love to tug those back
Snubnoses for my hoes that pack
Big toys like them boys in Iraq
Click clacks'll put your brains in your lap
Open on thats the first time I blacked

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]
I got Gucci, Pradas, Louis and all
I got it for the spring, the summer, the winter, fall
I got Bagarvy shades, Chrichendiors
Tims and hoodies just for war
Suits and hardbottoms respect no law
Open in the mall the first time I Balled

[Hook]

[Verse 4:]
I got chicks thats all thick and in shape, and love it
Flicks and videos, shit, I does it
Some that cry, cum, and some thats rugged
One thats sprung when she done she hum it
One home body and one I run with
Ménage, massage, and word to God

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Lord knows I did

[Hook]

[Verse 5:]
I got cribs in the suburbs, the hood, and the city
A low crib with the wiz thats pretty
A crew crib where niggas bring biddies
A crib out mid, thats hid like Diddy's
A tropic spot out in the Caymans
A Cali spot the first time I copped

[Hook]

[Verse 6:]
I got love for thugs and hustlers period
Hate for snakes I take that serious
Respect for ballers and those that stack
Appreciation for broads with back
Death for losers that snitch and tell
My homie homes first day on bail

[Hook]

[Verse 7:]
I got 5 albums out 4 to go
A paper fetish I love the dough
Love for V's that speed and blow
Knowledge of self if you need to know
Patrone,Crissy, even Cleeko
Bitch so big I had to a pimp

Haha
I tried, I tried

[Hook]

Make Me! lyrics - AZ

I ain't goin nowhere, Ima be here til 2030 ya'll can bet that..

Classic material my mojos back
I'm loco no sunoco the flow show dat
the hood kno do fo do lo ima solo cat
fly photos no polo i throw those back
[?] my scuffed soldier boots that holds no gat
gotta crew of lil homies for that.. where the love at?
still standin I ain't strung on crack
still handle it like Pun on tracks
so check me out ya'll
street of philly was born willy arms is chilly
neck froze, fresh clothes, the specs is silly
[?] for really, war like the lord Achilles
I'm too illy, worth more than half a billi
So please feel my I'm direct effect
and since a kid at fresh [?] I've been fresh til death

You know what it is.. ayo Fresh come on man, it's how we do it.. let's resurrect the hood ya heard?

The coke game is a regular, the stacks uneven
Pimp game's still cellular, but rap I'm eatin'
Used to pitch packs in streets
Took it to the next level hard face watch made by Patti Philipe
Jars of dro the chalk just added to beef
Bars stay hot with raps thats grabbin the beats
Double nickle deep down in the bucket seats
Yatch match the Rolli, where my fuckin freaks?
Flow fast and gawdy with chinchilla minx
Hoes trash they [?] and cant barely [?]
Ma we can take it to another life level
Somethin like whole diamond round ya ice bezel
I heard a few niggas hatin on your nice fellow
But did they know your range cherry and ya ice yellow
I holla at you neccessary when it's nice hello
It's Fresh, 50 bricks nigga on my grind level

Ayo A talk to these niggas.. you know we poor but cop chilly wrists niggas.. stackin chips niggas.. and official hood figures

Been locked in since them wally moccassins and them drop top bm's
ya'll shoulda cock blocked me then
Now a dime later haters try n box me in
But like Iverson i skip hop to the rim back spin whip wop fake cock it again
It's understood I'm the hood Hitchcock with a grin

Came in the spot wit 6 bad brawds, lift Jag doors
Never too gawdy but my wrist wrapped raw
Flip packs of raw, slick black valor
Reacquainted with rap now we rip half of these tours
Pull up at the summer league games Ashton Mar's
Hopped out the whip prada shit straps and all
The crack game is back so its fresh to ball
330 hard top cherry red bar watch
[?]
I handle pop niggas CL split top
so listen up to whos runnin the game
You know its Fresh 50 bricks plus the shit on my chain
Polo mitts so sick they just stick in you're brain
[?]
And you could see Fresh livin good enjoyin my health
Now we runnin in the bars and we buyin the shelfs
M5 burn rubber we denyin the belts
Big bottles of that Don and we dyin for help
Niggas, shit back up when the Ashton dash up
The shit ash color mack in the black truc

Games lyrics - AZ (feat. Samson)

[AZ:]
Of course it's me, AZ
The most hated, most underrated
But it is, what it is

[Verse 1:]
Go the years studded frames on my facial
[?] tint, you can sense I'm bi-racial
Benevolence of a pimp and I'm grateful
Heaven sent, I was meant for a late view
Lived the life, unknown the most
Never boast, got that grown approach
I get it in, professor with the dividends
Doe or Die, succesor of my sibblings
You know it
From petty crimes to a street poet
It's all the grind, steady mind, taught to keep forward
The game's crucial, no gangs I remain neutral
It's more fruitful, trueful I'm living beauful (beautiful)
What the Lupe do, love it or leave it
Minor beef to above it to breathe it
Inclining cease, fuck how others perceive it
I'm doing me, hip-hop since Spoonie Gee in ziplocks
So I ask why y'all fooling with me

[Chorus:]
I work hard (you know you know you know you know you know you know)
To get the things I have
I work hard
To get the things I have
And I wanna know why you wanna play on me
Why you wanna, playa hate on me (Why you wanna play)
Why you wanna, playa hate on me (Why you wanna play on me)
Why you wanna, playa hate on me (Why you wanna play, yeah)
Why you wanna, playa hate on me

[Verse 2:]
Imagine this: no money, just arrogance and hungry
Can see a sex freak, fly mystique and spunky
Comfy amongst the streets why y'all creeps is lunchmeat
Frauds, like emotional broads, it's only monthly
Grungy, violence is the only respect
The stress numb me
Death is the last thing left
So get from me if your math ain't matching your words
I know the half so when I laugh I'm just relaxing my nerves
Love furs, diamonds is a mans best friends
His and hers is all captured on the camera lens
I'm what it was, for the buzz and the torch was lit
Never a dud, you all bug, get off my dick
Y'all need hugs, I'm just trying to mind my own
Little patron, few shines, all kind of colognes
Monotone, it's assertiveness that come when you grown
I sense nervouseness, y'all know I'm in that murderous zone
But still courties, shake hands and kiss the kids
Make plans with the Ms. take trips to live
Why bid when the smart got a lot of advantage
It's a art, so know that y'all involved with a mammoth
Single handed, never taken nothing for granted
Never fronting, my face ain't never touching the canvas
Understand this

[Chorus:]
I work hard (you know you know you know you know you know you know)
To get the things I have
I work hard
To get the things I have
And I wanna know why you wanna play on me
Why you wanna, playa hate on me (Why you wanna play)
Why you wanna, playa hate on me (Why you wanna play on me)
Why you wanna, playa hate on me (Why you wanna play, alright)
Why you wanna, playa hate on me (Why you wanna play)
Why you wanna, playa hate on me (Why you wanna play, baby)
Why you wanna, playa hate AZ (Why you wanna play on me)
Why you wanna, playa hate on me (Why you wanna play)
Why you wanna, playa hate AZ

Why you wanna, playa hate on me

Rise & Fall lyrics - AZ (feat. Big Pooh, Phonte)

[Rapper Big Pooh:]
Cold as the cold in the wintertime
Slow rhyme when I rhyme, no beginner I'm
City walk when they sin tryna make a dime
They don't ask for too much, just a lil' shine
Lil' time on the grind tryin get that gwap
Wah'n't worth eight years for your first time pop
Now you back rehabilitated, punchin the clock
Old neighborhood witnessin your man and 'nem drop
Got the drop on that nigga said he runnin the block
Graduated from the greens to servin up rock
So you plot and you think and you sin on the plan
on some scheme-ass shit but, that's your man
I'm sayin, you tryna push reasons to the front
and put a block on that other shit you want
But the streets keep callin ya name
An 9-to-5 slave to the rhythm ain't bringin you fame
So it's back to the game, round up a lil' gang
Set it up to stick ya manye but he stick you first
Goodbye!

[Chorus:]
I seen 'em rise, seen 'em fall (seen 'em fall)
Seen 'em come, seen 'em go, seen 'em all (seen 'em all)
Seen stars wit dey name on the wall
til the money get tight and the limelight's gone (light's gone)

[Rapper Big Pooh:]
3 A.M. in the backseat leanin'
Thinkin 'bout all the things I've seen, man

[Phonte:]
Remember (-member), befo niggaz was on the bandwagon...
I fell asleep til the sound of hand cannons
Leavin holes in souls the size of Grand Canyons
Late nights [?] streets with my man Brandon
Fast forward, twelve years now we grandstandin
Because I'm main-taining, wit'out man-tanin
and it made me an ani-mal
But I need another quota book for the catalog
I could dumb down and rap for bitches and alcohol
But I'm too loud, and too proud to tap-dance for these crackers, dawg
So, won't be no Gregory Hine-it
When Tay get hostle, he in the gospel like he in the Winans
and right now, he in there finding
a new platform for the rhymes that I arranged
A new ideas for the lines that I exchanged
cause I can't be, a laughingstock homie, that'll be a crying shame
All I need is six bars and an intro
Cause I relate to these beats like it was kinfolks
And the flow's so fresh like Mentos
and this is all real talk, that's for your info
Cause that's where I been, yo, ho!

[Chorus:]
I seen 'em rise, seen 'em fall (seen 'em fall)
Seen 'em come, seen 'em go, seen 'em all (seen 'em all)
Seen stars wit dey name on the wall
til the money get tight and the limelight's gone (light's gone)

[Phonte:]
Uh, 3 A.M. in the backseat leanin'
Thinkin 'bout all the things I've seen, man

[AZ:]
Grindin, time limb
muh'fucker back up, stepped-up muh'fucker
So quiet, I coulda crept on a sucker (ahhh!)
From behind and blew the breath out the busta (poooow!)
But instead, held my head like a hustl-er
Pumped-up and get the sound of the muffler
Heard him clown bout his pounds bein fluffier
Tellin niggaz outta town they be luckier
and get sad when the hood had enough of ya
Broke niggaz buck at cha, poke you in ya jugga-ler
But when you high, you feel niggaz can't fuck wit ya
I'm surprised some niggaz still had customers
[?] my eyes and inhaled my smoke
Tryna decide, should I let him slide - but nope!
He broke ties when he spoke his lies
Tell his pi's that he hope I die, so my reply is
to "Keep it real, I hope you could fly"
Cause I'ma send him to them open skies
(Gah! Gah! Rrraaah! Rrraaah!)

[Chorus:]
I seen 'em rise, seen 'em fall (seen 'em fall)
Seen 'em come, seen 'em go, seen 'em all (seen 'em all)
Seen stars wit dey name on the wall
til the money get tight and the limelight's gone (light's gone)

[AZ:]
3 A.M. in the backseat leanin'
Thinkin 'bout all the things I've seen, man

I seen 'em rise, seen 'em fall (seen 'em fall)
Seen 'em come, seen 'em go, seen 'em all (seen 'em all)
Seen stars wit dey name on the wall
til the money get tight and the limelight's gone (light's gone)

Animal lyrics - AZ

[Hook: Rap Samples]

[Notorious B.I.G.: x4]
I've been in this game for years, the name is The Animal

[Notorious B.I.G.:]
It's rules to this shit

[Intro: AZ]
Yea, enough respect
The Bad Boy, Death Row, No Limit
Rap-a-lot, Roc-a-fella, Cash-Money, Ruff Ryders
So-So-Def, The Inc.
And all the incarcerated Scarfaces from ghetto to ghetto
Now introducin' to you a new Empire
Quiet Money Records and Hush Management
Formely presents - yours truly

[Verse 1: AZ]
I'm praised for wicked word-play
Emerge from my Earth days
Was boxed in the Bird Cage
Now flock wit the Mermaids
A shorty wop, 'til I copped then I turned age
Saw it unfold, certain laws are untold
Unsolved Mysteries, coffins is closed
A Carnivore trickery, cautions your road
Any slip-ups will be huntin' your shows
So neva get it twisted nigga, keep an Iron Biscuit witcha
Beast promoted, the street's is coded
For the Naked eye times is too deep to notice
Yea I specialize in rhymes, but I peep the bogus
On every known level, I'ma stone cold Rebel
Clothes is crisp, I rolls Gold the Wrist
I was schooled how to tuck, hide and hold the fifth
How to crush, cut, divide and supply the sniff
So if the truth ain't need, then the truth can't be

[Hook: Rap Samples]

[Notorious B.I.G.:]
I've been in this game for years, the name is The Animal

[NaS:]
Peeps that's into Drug money, Market into rap

[Notorious B.I.G.:]
I've been in this game for years, the name is The Animal

[Prodigy of Mobb Deep:]
I'm fallin' and I can't turn back

[Notorious B.I.G.:]
I've been in this game for years, the name is The Animal

[NaS:]
Peeps that's into Drug money, Market into rap

[Prodigy of Mobb Deep:]
The street's is ki's

[Notorious B.I.G.:]
I've been in this game for years, the name is The Animal

[Prodigy of Mobb Deep:]
I'm fallin' and I can't turn back

[Verse 2: AZ]
From base potter to that hard rock white
We all hustlers, live that hard knock life
Some get knocked, and their Hearts not right
Cuffed up in the air, met this charge that night
We all know that the Narc's ain't nice
But.. that's the price when your bars ain't tight
The Beast within release within, you get caught-up lose trust
You don't speak to friends, you lose lust
Rarely fuck, you just seekin' Sin
You know ducks stay glizzly and love to get busy
The stakes is high, the bench is long
A few wakes niggaz cry, you live, you gon'
If you escape, rules apply, kids is born
And the game won't change, it's the same ol' game

[Hook: Rap Samples]

[Notorious B.I.G.:]
I've been in this game for years, the name is The Animal

[NaS:]
Peeps that's into Drug money, Market into rap

[Notorious B.I.G.:]
I've been in this game for years, the name is The Animal

[Prodigy of Mobb Deep:]
I'm fallin' and I can't turn back

[Notorious B.I.G.:]
I've been in this game for years, the name is The Animal

[NaS:]
Peeps that's into Drug money, Market into rap

[Notorious B.I.G.:]
I've been in this game for years, the name is The Animal

[Notorious B.I.G.:]
It's rules to this shit

[Prodigy of Mobb Deep:]
And I can't turn back

[Verse 3: AZ]
And my mind been back was since puffin' on the back-woods
Clutchin' on them clappers, and duckin' from them crackers
Neva been in Nappa, neva fuck wit no Rappers
I'm so gon' wit it, but I'm so long winded
Seen the worst, when I seen my first
Body get caught, I was prolly this short
The victim right beside me, stressed on the sidewalk
But you neva seen a man cry, 'til you seen a man die
The killer shots, the realer the co-op
If you could realer, then it's similar plots
Then if not, you won't familiar, you a squilar
You no dilla you hot, fuck around get the whole block locked
But neva me, I've been Boss playin', cookin' up sautéin'
'Til I saw another dough, I had to force a nigga weighin'
Now in all Black wit the Gloves and Hat
I'm so deep in it, that I can't turn back

[Hook: Rap Samples]

[Notorious B.I.G.:]
I've been in this game for years, the name is The Animal

[Prodigy of Mobb Deep:]
I'm fallin' and I can't -

[Notorious B.I.G.:]
I've been in this game for years, the name is The Animal - Animal

This Is What I Do lyrics - AZ

[Intro: AZ]
Yes, yes, ladies and gentlemen
I'll like to thank you for your support, love
Not only to me, but to the whole hip-hop industry itself
We as a whole, we've been weathering in the Storm
From the start, 30-plus years ago to now
But uh, like all weapons of hate, we perceiver
So allow me to speak not only for me
But on behalf of the hip-hop coalition
Every hood, every ghetto across the United States of America

[Verse 1: AZ]
Yea, as a youngin' I was sittin'- spittin' sponge-in'
Just learnin' the life, and Christ second comin'
Well mannered and nice, got advice from women
But when the money get tight, the stomach start grumblin'
It was some of then, wasn't all Hammers then
Went in the Benz, it was kingpin and bubblin'
We started huddlin', puttin' in, and jugglin'
A shear later we straight, no more strugglin'
But that was only the start
The love between homey started fallin' apart
I guess anything's addictive when it's callin' your heart
Death and incarceration had us all in the dark
We was done, some'll say "we had a beautiful run"
And the beauty is skin deep was beneath the slums
I was numb, that was like speakin' in tongues
So relax, I adapt within a week I was sprung
Spoke facts on the track, it's like squeezin' a gun
No more crack, all the boys on my back hearin' "RUN"
Yea, I changed & came, all them years, on the stairs G Rap & Kane
I felt pain, them beamers still lurkin' my brain
But the ways is the most high is to preserve to explain
It was the fame, that focused me, perfected my game
And like that, there's so many others that this rap will remain
And in exchange, we give fans the force of the reign
To feed, nurture, and breed, and be the voice of the slain
It's a shame, but that real shit come wit the life
And in order to obtain you gotta sacrifice
It's like cuttin' your bitch shorter, don't pass on fights
I'ma tourer, so you know all my facts is right
Plus my Aurora is like used spoilers on the porch at night
So be polite, just go for them critics that write
This is Rap, we from the hood, just tryin' to get a slice
Some'll bite, but the most just coast wit ice
And rock a little chain, get a little brain

[Immediately changes to AZ talking]

Ha ha-ha ha, yea, hey, it is what it is
You know Rap has no rules
See my enlightener he-he once told me once said
"If there is no devilish-men, then there won't be Godliness"
"One can't exist without the other"
Knaw'mean?, it's like a Doctor is only needed to heal
And he caters to the sick, so the sick must exist, ya heard?
A Minister - he only gives sermon to - uh you know -
Those seeking for forgiveness - so them sinners must exist
You know? it's simple simplistic, ha ha-ha ha
It's AZ the GOD - Constantine - Quiet Mo

The Format lyrics - AZ

I'm readyy
You know the chronicles the shit that if momma knew
The stress the drama dude the techs phenominal
Rapid fire, pecs thru the adominal
You bastard liars, it's me whos the honorable
Bathed and clothed up, shaved and close cut
Restraint from temptation was drained from both nuts
Hah... now the physical form verbalized thru the scriptures I was Biblically born
It's Ia Jerimiah, concieved thru the blunt fire
On kawasakis could wheelie up on one tire
Well respected, gel connected, got the method for the woody females perfected
For sure, very few flaws, heavy chevy 2 doors
Candy painted to give a nigga the blue balls
Course, this the life I chose
The bid, the 360, the cyphers closed c'mon

The format is real sickening, contagious
Here I come, AZ
Still, I don't have to run no games I've done those thangs

Young and gifted my tongues prolific
In the beached bungalow is how I brung in christmas
From the streets I'm a flow from the hungriest districts
Switch kicks, crisp when I come to them picnics
Play it slow, paper chase, stack, and lay low
Range rov, tinted all black the same old
Psychic mind, writes his ryhmes
Still turn the new leaf on my life of crime
No concerns with new beef whos as nice as I'm
It's confirmed from feet I'm still a sniper blind
Built my fame, spilt my pain
Politicing daily still tryn to milk the game
It's obvious that I'm real rap skills remain
I took some change and I'm still the same...

The format is real sickening, contagious
Here I come, AZ
Still, I don't have to run no games I've done those thangs

Learned the system
Rose from Izm
Jotted my jewels down like journalism
How I'm a move now it'll emerged thru wisdom
A pilgrim, prophisize puttin words to rhythm
Relatin', an Adam Clayton in manifestation
Patient, meditatin' with them animals waitin
Pacin', like an M-8 that sealed it's fate
Let some years escape but I'm still in shape
I'm Chillin...
Deeply rooted, a beast with music
From best side to the east I'm too at peace to lose it
But love it, I still does it
Breathin off a Trump budget
Fresh outa Bloomies with the Louie luggage

The format is real sickening, contagious
Here I come, AZ
Still, I don't have to run no games I've done those thangs

Vendetta lyrics - AZ (feat. Fresh, Ralo)

[Intro: AZ]
Yea, it's overdue right here
Ya'll know what it is..

[Verse 1: AZ]
The dead is gone, the world welcomes new borns
A thousand-bookies is sworn in uniform
No application for - snitches, niggaz, but you can join
Just get your coins, and start droppin' dime
Superiority, I can stop time
And I am the minority, so who can knock mines?
Purposely placed here on purpose to shine
Home, purchased on furnace, my concerns is to grind
Get some M's, then gettin' to win
And transfer all U.S. currency for yen
A few friends, few next to kin
Yes it's true, I flew through in that Flurizan Benz
Show room shoppin', coppin' rims, I'm top-ten
Niggaz gon' respect my pen
Survived in two droughts, two seperate games
So I shout, "Who'll slouch, get outta my lane"
My homey's homey did ten in chain
So we set-up in Tony's rome, and I picked out his brain
I explained it's bigger game then just street nigga fame
Them same thoughts I fought like Sugar Shane
Reachin' the next chapter after of life after I mastered
Fuck it Fresh, address these little bastards

[Verse 2: Fresh]
Uh, yea, yea
I'm reachin' for the Range doors on the truck
The European stitched strong in the guts
My nigga M3's doors liftin' up
Uh, Fresh sick wit dough, got Danbury pictures goin' off the dust
And the Cranberry Six growin' off the guts
Light pink heavy wit strong of the cuts
Actin' like steady bitch, knowin' you a slut
And after we get finished ma knowin' you won't cut
And you know I'm in the truck, and deep dishin' it
Fire's are Six, the kid keep kickin' shit
Pies of the brick, the kid keep flippin' shit
I insist the stag' and seen different shit
Bubble face your par' wit see fish in it
Bubble great, ponair's wit clean kinesh shit
In Duffle bag by Guc'
The white double-stitch, on the hall, that's Emilio Puc'
Flow Rivers in the booth and I'm speakin' the truth
So listen up, young niggaz cuz I'm speakin' for fuse
Uh, yea

[Outro: Ralo]
The bigger it is nigga, the harder it falls
Niggaz scared of LL, nigga give us the ball...

Listen to this man
I want ya'll to listen real close and real careful man
There ain't seldom is niggaz born wit all the five senses
The five senses are now, listen to this and listen to this shit close
Cuz this is when a nigga is a last level nigga
First of all, you had to been born wit automatic understanding of the game
You had to have been wit automatic understanding of the game from birth
Then you gotta be unadulterated R-rated
You gotta know how to spit that dialogue in some form of fashion
Whether it's just talking or it's rapping
Then you gotta be law of the nourishing
Once you getting motion, then you get focused
You get hot, that you cannot be motherfucking stopped
Then on top of that you gotta have lyrical sense on a massive level
Some niggaz got it on minus, some niggaz got it on maiden
Some niggaz got it on the massive, Massive is the last level
Then on top of that it gotta be written in your script
The script... the script... the script...

Yo real niggaz you can't break
And real nigga you can't make 'em man
We've been big niggaz all of our life man
Answered to nobody man, and wake and go wherever they take us man

Game Of Life lyrics - AZ

[AZ:]
AZ, revelations is here
In the end, nobody wins
In this game of life

[Verse 1:]
From a street level, you eat with the devil here
Dance with the wolves, keep that heat on your metal here
Nobody cares, cuz everybody rebels here
It's so real, you ain't even gotta double dare
You can hear, all them cries from the ghetto here
Lies is what they sell you here
Why would you settle here?
Ha, I'm trying to hide from them haters here
Get high, stay fly in the latest gear
But some how, homocide is like the Matrix here
Why we gotta take it there, just for us to make it fair
Yeah, and I'm losing all my patience here
I try to wonder why them tauruses vacation here
It's them dollars that, all of us is chasing here
German Jamaican beer, few of us is taking here
Yeah, ain't no winners we just dissapear
It ain't just sinners niggaz snitching here, listen here

[Chorus: x2]
Aint no winners in this game of life
Some'll claim that they came here twice "My God"
My advise, never change you stripes
Cuz ain't no winners in this game of life

[Verse 2:]
Yeah, it's only here where you lose all your morals here
You get used, all the girls giving orals here
Most dudes, for some reason feel immortal here
The cause is where they call you here
The government extort you here
Yeah, your own loved ones'll cross you here
And of course, being a boss it'll cost you here
I swear, crack fiends is trying to short you here
I need some kind of coffee here
I'm mad momma brought me there
Yeah, this Hennessey got me sausy here
Don't wanna kill but still they trying to force me there
Can't chill, my chicks trying to talk me there
But that ain't how they taught me here
I can never walk in fair
NO, cell phones is walky-talkies here
Yeah, it's like my nightmares stalk me here
I'm a beast till them motherfuckers chalk me here
Leave me in a flossy pair
You know it's not my choice we here

[Chorus: x2]
Aint no winners in this game of life
Some'll claim that they came here twice "My God"
My advise, never change you stripes
Cuz ain't no winners in this game of life

[Verse 3:]
Yeah, I feel lost in this motherfucking jungle here
If you ain't live I advise you not to come through here
No lie, most these guys ain't to humble here
The livest crews tumble here
We drive through them tunnels here
Yeah, trying to survive through the summer here
It's shaky grounds everybody got a number here
We make sounds but we communicate under here
Niggaz facing hundred years
Some mothers is unwanted here
Yeah, even taskforce don't want it here
Shit, was all the crash course coming here
It's so dark, it's even shady when the sun in here
All of us is done in here
Ain't nowhere to run in here

[Chorus: till fade]
Aint no winners in this game of life
Some'll claim that they came here twice "My God"
My advise, never change you stripes
Cuz ain't no winners in this game of life

Royal Salute lyrics - AZ

[Intro: AZ]
Yes sir! Another year, ha, ha, ha!
Toast ya glass please, this is champagne
You know what it is..
I love when the music sound so vibrant
So refreshin', alright let's get down to business

[Verse 1: AZ]
It's a - thin line between love & hate
And due time, a stable mind separates what's fake
It's Two kind of paper takers, make no mistake
You got those that touch a little
Then there's those that rape
I've been embraced, got a face that the game can't shake
I'm known well like a Coke scale, my name hold weight
Impeccable taste, medallions in symmetrical shape
Since '88 been wildin' wit a Electrical tape
Was a Ape to that street rap presented itself
Who could beat that, so like Lennox I surrendered my belts
I was felt wit five funnies, my cars was dealt
Wit my money and subconscious, I was God himself
The weed helped, but overall I was so Hip-Hop
Certified as a cool guy to be so hott!
Verbalized like 2Pac, wit a East-Coast bop
Then the shit just changed, had to switch up lanes
Past predicted the future, though the present exist
Poetic wiser, I'm Commonsutter, it's a heavenly bliss
Schooled as a little dude, only dealt as diss
But you know 'em people is sick and they medicine mix
So 50 it's only a run, enjoy this here
Matter of fact you ain't done, enjoy this year
And uh it's only fair I make this clear
You could neva fuck wit me, so don't neva fuck wit me
If money makes the man then on Iraq land
Saddam statue will still stand on top of the sand
You a fan so overall respect my hand
Cuz I can see what's goin' on, I respect your scam
And we can toast to the life that showed us both
That trials and tribulation only bring forth growth
And when we bhost, you could bet who be felt the most
So live your life 'til the reaper approach..

[Outro: RZA & Slick Rick Scratched Samples]

[Slick Rick:] The Ruler's Back
[RZA:] The Ruler's back
[Slick Rick:] The Ruler's back
[Slick Rick:] The Ruler has returned
[Slick Rick:] The Ruler's Back
[RZA:] The Ruler's back
[RZA:] The Ruler's back
[Slick Rick:] The Ruler's Back
[Slick Rick:] The Ruler, The Ruler, The Ruler's Back
[Slick Rick:] The Ruler has returned

album: "A.W.O.L" (2005)

So Sincere (Intro) lyrics - AZ

[AZ Talking]
I'm about to get on some Norman Bates shit, and go psycho
Shit, get the right speakers
Let me start a little early, that's what I do

[rapping]
You know my persona, let me kindly remind ya
The Gucci, Garbana, the New-E, the Low, Evisus, designers
How I post up, probably amongst pirahnas
I'm the urban version of that turban-waving Osama
Last of a genre, there's nothing to mash your mind to
Y'all trash, I'll leave half of y'all niggaz in trauma
So I laugh, cause I'd rather clam in vagina
Splash a few grands on some high sand in the sauna
Usually ponder when I puff my little ganjas
Somber, feeling like Don Cheetah in the Hotel Riwanda
You know karma, increase when you cease your drama
It's deep, but you sleep when you feel there's peace upon you
Keep that armor, I formerly greet as a charmer
But beneath is more than mystique, I'm a monster
Came to conquer, no games I came to regain my honor
No lames, it's the same as the brain can conjure
Why launder, when I can outsell the bomber
Miskel, tell Mel, he'll be out of jail by Kwanza
From Tompkins to Guanas, to the hills in Brownsville, I sponsors
Nothing to cock back the Black P-80 Launcher
Any hate can haunt you, I'm straight from the L.I. gates of Yonkers
Down to the Southern states to Great Lakes in Tonker
Young, majestic, the beams from the Sun reflect it
Numb before Bush Senior's son was elected
Eclectic, world respected, like Brother Ube from Dure
But hey, what you expected, perfected, connected
So exit, or have it all in here
We can war when we're, nigga I'm so sincere

Never Change lyrics - AZ

[Intro:]

[friend:] Yo A what's goin on?
[AZ:] Yo yo, what up baby boy?
[friend:] Ohhhhh
[AZ:] Hahaha
[friend:] What's the deal my nigga?
[AZ:] Look at you, uh huh, lookin like money
[friend:] You know what it is
[AZ:] Yeah
[friend:] You know what it is
[AZ:] Yeah
[friend:] It's been 2 or 3 years, right?
[AZ:] I know, I been a minute right?
[friend:] I know man, listen here
[AZ:] It's all good tho, you know I'm maintaining
[friend:] You lookin good though baby boy
[AZ:] I mean whatever, lets get it poppin
[friend:] Alright, well I'm with you, gimme ur number
[AZ:] No doubt, no doubt
[friend:] Here go my number right here

[Verse 1]
You know the happenings, homies just yapping and
Hand shaking, laughing, and exchanging all they math again
You usually lose touch when you traveling
A few dudes bruise up in the batteling
Parked on Madison across from the Radison
We talked about the taddling some niggaz did in Maryland
Plus discussed, no homicides unraveling
I asked was he dabbling he laughed and said he managing
His Cardi frames was as clear as a camera lens
He hardly changed, I was near in comparison
We joked about how police choked him out
And he claimed as far as fame I had enough to bust in Operas mouth
In other words, I was up in clout
And from the curb I need to pull a Larry Bird fore I'm up and out
Without a sound, snatch my Guinness off the ground
Rose up, gave him a pound and told him, "Homie, hold it down"

[Chorus]
You know the game insane in the brain
Big thangs in the Range, real niggaz never change
And though we homies and we no longer hang
You know you know me and that love still remains
So thru the fame, thru the fire and the flames
I adapt to the pain, real niggaz do the same
And though we homies and we no longer hang
You know you know me and that love still remains

[Verse 2]
It was Tuesday when I saw him, figured Friday I could call him
Woke up early Wednesday morning, flew a chick in from New Orleans
She ain't that average bitch who be dogging for dick
You know them chicks that get you sick when they keep calling
Up in Nostrum's for a fresh pair of the Force 'em
Of course with footwear I be that first nigga that sport 'em
Caught 'em, before the salesmens even had time to assort 'em
Bought 'em, before any celeb stylist eva saw 'em
Warm soon as I copped 'em in the spot playing possum
Debating my destination, lacing, weighing my options
Celly started rocking, I anwsered, "What's poppin'?"
They anwsered and said, "They shot him, now the hood got a problem"
I had to swallow, reaching out for my water bottle
Tryin to figure what nigga, why and by who, then
Before you know it, the other voice told it
It was homie from the old click I just seemed to spoke with

Oh shit, this can't be serious, that's my word, pssssh

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
It's Doe or Die, we survive till we slain
And it's no surprise, homie was prolly high when they came
I know the guy, he was fly, him and I was the same
A Gemini, with a status symbolized as his name
Godly trained, he could camoflague on any terrain
Cardi frames, we go back like bottles and James
It's a shame cuz they say his baby mom is to blame
But nonchalantly I refrained cuz it constantly changed
From close range, somebody please slowly explain
If they just wanted some jewels why didn't they go for the chain?
If they just wanted some news they coulda left him in his Hanes
But no, they just left a nigga breathless and banged

New York lyrics - AZ (feat. Ghostface Killah, Raekwon)

[Intro: AZ (samples)]
Yeah... "the city"
This is serious, here "number one"
New York! It's beyond the 5 boroughs "keep it real" "I get ill"
"Number one" This will rock! "the city" "I gotta get in"

[AZ]
This is that, Riker's Island, not slipping rap flows
For them box bitten bing monsters, sniffin' that blow
Block covers know the style, triple that dough
Forty cal. for them cock suckers, sittin' back slow
What y'all know about coke pies, give 'em that low
I mouth them before the bowtie resemble cash flow
Rap NY, no lie, my side is back Ghost, so hot
Crooked cops are searching your asshole, it's the drop
That freeze niggaz right where they stand for the gwap
Niggaz'll play Pac and pop with they man, it don't stop
We up top, but we locked and landing
He roadblock, he flow shots, get Ghost and scram
Gingerbread niggaz on the run from feds
Shit is sick, pretty chicks'll put a gun to ya head
Never a vic', either think quick or end up dead
Cuz when we flip, what's left to be said? New York
New York, New York, New York

[Chorus x2: samples (scratched by DJ Premier)]
"New York, New York"
"Number One"
"New York, New York"
"Keep it real" "I get ill"
"New York, New York"
"Number one"
"New York, New York"
"The city" "I gotta get in"

[Raekwon]
You know the town stupid, this is all authentic ground
You can get poked, grabbed and choked, then shot up, for product
Bank holders stay in the lab, too many dumb niggaz is scheming
You can get murked up in the cab
Shout out to niggaz that be jerking tags, rollin' in Jags
Good boy leathers, hood boys'll blast you
Niggaz that carry ones and hit grass
And love hip hop, the shit that bring money outta ziplocs
Protect your dome, I'm warning you, what harm I do to the kid
I have you on the floor with ya armor loose
Break the raw down and sign truces
Then switch the next muthafuckin' date, fuck all excuses
When you see me it's real, I'm just a natural born hustler
The castle where they wrap you in plastic, duke
So every soldier that's armed, remind your general
It's critical, you might stay a night, if you pretendable

[Chorus x2]

[Ghostface Killah]
Yo, we was raised in the dead arm district
Before guns was called biscuits, Stapleton was on that hood shit
Live from the New York borough, keeping it thorough
Bunch of snakes in the grass, stay creepin' like squirrels
Cuz a snitch gon' crack that nut, don't give a fuck
Did ten hours long and try to wrap us up
He dry snitching, post up in the whip with a fly wisdom
Hopped out to get a dutch, but he left with his wig splitten
We from New York, my city never sleeps (No)
We runnin' with a hundred heats
When beef pop off, we ain't the one to speak
Dressed in all black, driving six feet hurses
With sixteen niggaz, dropping sixteen verses
Big faces, bolgin' outta big green purses
Stuck ya man for his vegi's and his lame ass circus
So I dare niggaz act up, y'all niggaz act up
Now like cars in reverse, y'all better back up

[Chorus x2]

Can't Stop lyrics - AZ

What's the use of me of me foolin myself?
No matter what I keep tellin myself...
What's the use of me of me foolin myself?
No matter what I keep tellin myself...
What's the use of me of me foolin myself?
No matter what I keep tellin myself...
What's the use of me of me foolin myself?
No matter what I keep tellin myself...

(I don't believe this... I'm makin all these moves.. for
WHATT???)

[Verse 1]
I do me for a G Note, niece, she's yellin Nemo
Mama bear, she there, losin hair cause of the chemo
Every door buzz, little cause see at the peek hole
Swearin he holdin heavy, hidin out from the RICO
Coke sold by Chico out the corner bodega
Him n Bobbito... la familia now finito!
It's deep tho, its like my soul was stole by the repo
Resowed in Carlito, and retold on Tivo
Ice cold wit a ego, dice rolled and somebody's Deebo'd
Trios expose dikes on the D' Low
It's love wit my amigos, other niggaz they freeload
Yeah he hold, but my homeys only unload torpedoes
So please yo, I'm from the killa cap of the kilos
Where niccaz clap, and fat bytches get yapped for
their cheetos, its re-al
But still blocks is hot like veal
So cock block, or cop shot, nothin stops the P.O.

[Hook]
What's the use of me of me foolin myself? (lalalalalaaa lalalalalalalaaaaa)
No matter what I keep tellin myself... (Wont Stooooopp Cant Stooooooop)
What's the use of me of me foolin myself? (lalalalalaaa lalalalalalalaaaaa)
No matter what I keep tellin myself... (Cant Stooooopp Wont Stooooooop)
What's the use of me of me foolin myself? (lalalalalaaa lalalalalalalaaaaa)
No matter what I keep tellin myself... (Wont Stooooopp Cant Stooooooop)
What's the use of me of me foolin myself? (lalalalalaaa lalalalalalalaaaaa)
No matter what I keep tellin myself... (Cant Stooooopp Wont Stooooooop)

[Verse 2]
Wifee want an abortion, her parents divorcin
Granted, I understand it, but my mans in a coffin
Who planned it? I guess they panicked, cause they left him in Boston
He died.... for a pie, identified by his porcelains
It's caution, Unc just got a chunk of some fortune
Bossin, I guess the paper supportin extortin
Tossin it to them dealers, takin it like Lakers did Portland
Cases is costin, so faces wont make it for talkin
It's basics, they mistake once they replace it for flossin
It soften, never high when dividin my portion
Why forever fly till I die, dry from exhaustion
Move accordin, like they keys on a organ
No sneezin or coffin, I weeze when I'm walkin, indeed
We under siege from those D's cause they stalkin
Cars is auctioned, homes is seized
OG's extortin the seeds, now its the new breed absorbin

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
The names is changed, the games the same
It's playin fair, but years of Nightmares, like Dana Dane
It ain't clear, but I'm right here still and sayin the same
Refusin to shed a tear, tho the pain done came
Provin I played the game, from cocain to fame
From rope chains, gazelli frames, I remain to blame
It's deep, but never speak certain names in vein
I know beef, and when it peak, it can strain the brain
No police, its just creep creep, bang for bang
No grief, brothers deceased, others arraigned and hang
None of us just eatin, maintain the strains
The streets is just the streets, when it rain it rain