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[Intro:
{I'm tired of them down the block. Every time I come outside, them niggas..}
Ayo, major station radio {aiyo, come on, hurry up}
Get the joint, up, son}
all those niggas, man
We going Ricky Retardo on niggas
{Everybody shut the fuck up. I'm tired of using this motherfuckin' grenade right now}
you seen stupid?
You don't know what you talking bout, man
You fabricating the shit, man
of them niggas was stand up niggas, man
Niggas to war! You know how it go
In to be a general, nigga, you still gotta be a soldier (Gotta
ya bloodclot)
Speak what happened then, man, for real, fuck it, aiyo --
Check this out, man, niggas is doing over here, man?
(Why you ya gangsta?) Yo Dred, man, word up, man
(Why ya'll dont nothing) This is ours, man, we own all this right here, man
(Who you? Who ya talk about?) Straight up, man, we know how it could get
(Who ya talk to to?) But it's gon' be

[Verse 1:

Punch the dread's jaw, pulled the four out
And went off, him that he can't sling his raw
When he fell, yo, he broke his wrist, his flew off
His was scuffed, then he blew a kiss
out the side of his ear, niggas was staring
And the silk shirt was off, Punch cut his hair
Razors was bloody, he hitting, dread grabbed his shirt
Showing his stomach, the kid had on him
Bitches was flipping, grabbed Tasha, caught her for a Louis
her titties right up out the bitch bra
No over here, Jack, heard the dread mumble
'You be in a week' then he stumbled back
Little young Keyon rushed him, yeah, was a vet
soldiers, shorty hit the neck
Blood squirted, look like laundry detergent, the dread out
from there, he gon' need a surgeon
You ain't dead

Raekwon]
The fat lady sings, the fat lady sings, the fat sings
The fat sings, the fat lady sings, the fat lady sings