, I run through hoes like Barry Sanders Niggaz get lost in the land Reachin, it'll cost your hand, now ya sink in the sand [Shyheim] I'm-a live shorty
Haaaaaa, and it don't stop and it don't stop Rugged Child got the world prop nigga Can you feel it Can you feel it (Do I gotta cock my pistol?) [Shyheim
I pray to you, and I, wonder why I wonder why things be the way they are So until then I pray for that it ends tomorr [Verse Two: Shyheim] I'm in another
(feat. Lamisha Grinstead, Keemeelah Williams) [1:] Baby don't front you know you want me See it in your eyes you can't lie you know you want me Give
[phone rings twice] Hello? [arabic voice] You have a collect call phone call In a New York state correctional facility Press five five to accept, or
to this, only thug niggaz bounce to this, word up, I wan't no fruitcake ass ? niggaz bouncing to this shit right here, word up, strictly hardcore only, check it [Shyheim
on the silencers Cuz real bad boys movin' silence Screw on the sliencers, screw on the silencers Cuz real bad boys movin' silence [Verse One: Shyheim
the law Stapleton on the rise, twenty-seven wearin lives From day one until they none don't take it as no suprise [Chorus] [Verse Three: Shyheim]
[Verse One:] I wake up to another day of life and wish I didnt Cuz my records predicted a future of Bill Clinton But I continue to do my thang to make
Yeah yeah, hah Where all my niggaz at? We up in here, what? Word up, all my peoples Crim-criminals in the penile Where ya at? Cats sacking green Bill
Hah, oh word up, this is one of them yo let me tell ya son this one of them gettin dick sucked type tracks im tellin you, in the closests or where check
[Shyheim] "Sup, how was your ride." "It was long, but I'm aiiight." "True, true." "So you takin care of yourself in here?" "No question, I gets down
fucker in my circumference The shell maxed, well matched, dressed in black leather To come through buildin for buildin Jack dead for crime cheddar [Shyheim
msayin son? Yo son Of the young Shaolin Monks, chickenheads will get done You the first man, you go first son [Verse One: Shyheim] I'm mobb deep, in
