[johnny So we smoke cancer sticks and weed and all that good shit Fuck the world, up of man, method man, true mast', collabora-tion
Can't you see my love though we be with thugs want grub gotta take it in blood Because is you or are you down just because Can't you see my love though we be with thugs
Verse one: true
Yo, when you least is when we attack, in fact Your format, is not yet suitable for Still dissident factions within the Campaign desperate to take your freedoms Emphatically, wack strategy, impress me Impulsiveness'll bring you tragedy, test me Descent to the essence quickly, niggaz flip Fuckin with royal assembly, the sunz of man Summon me, administrator of the law True master in this art of war I explore the depths on conflict and with no Found the strategy the most impressive defense So when you to attack, it be I to crush your force And exhaust your whole Don't send for reinforcements, give orders for men to respective borders, or it's a God damn slaughter
Verse two: man
in the park, it be on after dark Hungry like the wolf when the starts to cook When push to shove, we push through the club Pocket of bud, baby armed with the snub I suppose, you get body-snatched when you doze Recognize your friends from foes Or here lie, another one Left for the fly, now size is this? Nigga your size, and I be much obliged To get a piece of that pie got my eyes on the prize, and like gloria I survive, at war with the warrior Hot the rhyme.. pennies the heat up, and bend me Prepare for the milleni' I sleep, I'm in the shit knee deep In a race time, beat your motherfuckin beat Hold satellite son, I'm from where you from Same shit different slum, where we to go Ain't no for the gun, I treat you to a slice we done, and all minds are one, yo
Verse hell razah
I be the rabbi watched by snake eyes as the hate rise New york state side to the west Fuck the best rhyme, best respect mine, here To palestine sunz of man climb I could tell a from a handshake for man's sake, the hidden truth I translate til the quake I plan my on the good fan base Strictly satisfaction the sunz of man tape No copy or biting off of what your man It's 1998, get own mindstate In 1999 write own platinum rhymes Can you see my even though we be with thugs? Yo, and keyboards we please the lord Lyrics feed the poor, while the rich receive the stay in one spot too long, split in fours Told the truth tours, four artists four doors I rock the til my arm hurt, doin god's work While you star search, I take your to mars' dirt Uhh, I said, can you see my love even we be with thugs?
Verse four: sunn
This rhythmatical mechanism enhances my wisdom Prodigal ? the love islam keeps me From you harm, when I attack, it's vietnam Through cd-rom, the mega bomb severs the ice in your Too for salaam, slugs rip through your arm Double lead arm supreme head some fled the bloodshed many in red, leavin iranians dead ? , fast on they deathbed Out the window, lyrics flow hot chemicals Burning competitors, from they ears to asshole You wanna battle, I seperate adam's apple your skully with a snapple bottle, on the apollo Can you read black, ease back, we bleed Breeze through facts, contacts your wolfpack
[johnny Hold your son, I'm from where you from Same shit slum, where we about to go Ain't no for the gun, I treat you to a slice When we done, and all minds are one, men the sun