Showdown, Allah, yo,
One to the chest, two to the to the face with my gat, gat, gat Keep a close casket, made a son a Got to stay but the Cru is comin' back
Loungin' with my Cru above and Harmony like 13 other niggas, at least Took them for some action we love to party The double agent, Biggie and BDP
So um, walked up in the spot, Hugs, frowns, hugs, Walkin' through the crowd I bumped into Russ Huggin' me some love, you rich
Everyone was there, a good shit, Funk Flex, representin' All of a sudden I thought shit gettin' Wu-tang actin' up their group from Shaolin
Sermon tried to representin' his island He said, "Hey", joked him Redman seen this nigga, uh, nuh that's his over the bar like he was Soopaman Lova
Jersey had his back, a fact But BDP was out to hit this nigg' with classic traps Six minutes, KRS on The bridge is over, South drop the bomb
Nas and his boys were in yellin', "Kill that boy" Oh shit, in the gutter went wrong Biggie Smalls yellin', "Can't we all get along?" Nope, Armageddon
One to the chest, two to the to the face with my gat, gat, gat Keep a casket, made a son a bastard Got to stay strapped but the Cru is comin'
One to the chest, two to the to the face with my gat, gat, gat Keep a close casket, a son a bastard Got to strapped but the Cru is comin' back
Oh, shit, all hell breakin' Instead I should of to that party at the muse For ugly, I didn't and where I'm at Chill, is Q-Tip pullin' out a gat?
Damn, now I know somethin's really First to bust off, Fat Joe from Black moon caught mad and they done Method Man, murdered by the gun
Kool G. Rap shot and KRS But he didn't die fast 'cuz the had a vest Ooh, nigga took G. with him Both dead from head when the lead hit him
Everybody going nuggy, word life Rakim slit by Eric B's knife Damn, this gettin' iller than I Playin' the back on the law so I get caught
Wonder where is at in this piece LL slumped over the bar, Redman, a man, essence forever Latifah in the corner a fuckin' head sever But as I look around, everybody's dead
Wait, what's that shit on?