Pt. 1
(prodigy):
The most violent of the violent lest crimes we give to If these kids don't like you We bring drama of the kind of enemies Your first time would be your last memories It's only your own I you fair warning..beware.. Of killa who don't care Unaware fools who be dealt with in It ain't a Hop on the words and In hundred and ninety square All shook niggaz is supposed to fear to get a piece of this pie we don't share Prepare for the worst 'cause I been Try tah, keep a mind and walk a straight line don't work So niggaz is to do dirt And God .... So this jerk hurt If I listen to the lessons and the rules I On the for nineteenth years And not My first priority is to reach twenty one Forever Nobody would be even So I grab the heat before Lost in foul mind state I keep straight thinking But I keep my on the earth without blinking It's hard to be a man in land of the venom Any man try to He get in him Because..
(chorus / prodigy):
He ain't a son..son, he just shook one..shook one...
We live the life that of diamonds and And ways that we choose to earn funds..earn funds... Some niggaz get shot, down and turned nuns Cowardly send straight up shook ones..shook ones... He ain't a crook son, he just a one..shook one...
(havoc):
For every rhyme I Is 25 to To all my peoples in the Know what I'm talking 'bout, Ain't no for hesitation That only to incarceration You know me, there's no relation 'cause queens niggas don't I don't got for the he say, she say I'm than dat Claiming that you packing But you scared to get Once you get upon the Change your and stop Thirteen years in the projects, my times of living up in the morning Thank God I'm still Sometimes I wonder, do I to live? Or I am going to for all the shit I did No time to dwell on 'cause my reacts if you want nigga Lay on ya I fake jax Kid, you know I bring it to ya Stay in a place, kid you outta line Criminal mind thirsty for recognition I'm strictly sipping e&j like got my mind I'm buggin diggin ..... hustling Get that kid You know my motherfucking Cause as as I'm alive I'ma illegal And I get it put it on my people React quick to Like I hit... dome up When I up, don't get caught sleepin' I'm creepin' ...
...you a shook one
(chorus / prodigy):
We live the life that of diamonds and And numerous ways that we choose to earn Some niggaz get shot, locked and turned nuns hearts send straight up shook ones..shook ones... He ain't a crook son, he a shook one..shook one...
We live the that of diamonds and guns And numerous ways that we choose to funds Some niggaz get shot, down and turned nuns hearts send straight up shook ones..shook ones... He ain't a crook son..crook son, he a shook one..shook one...
Yeah...
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Pt ii
Note: during the song you can hear talkings in the background
(intro)
up son, word Yeah, to all the killers and a hundred billas (yo I got the phone thing, knowmsayin', your eyes open) For real who ain't got no feelings (keep your open) (no doubt, no son, I got this, I got this) (just watch my back, I got first, yo) it out now (word up, say it to niggas, check this out it's a murda)
I got you off the realness, we be the infamous You of us queensbridge murderers The comes equipped with warfare, beware Of my crime family who got shots to share For all of those who profile and pose Rock you in your face, your brain wit' your nosebone You all alone in streets, cousin Every man for theirself in this land we be And keep them shook runnin' Like they to They around but they never come close to I can see it inside your You're in the wrong Cowards like you just get whole body laced up With holes and such Speak the words man and you will get touched You can put your army against my team and I you it'll be your very last time breathin' Your simple just don't move me You're minor, we're You all up in the game and don't deserve to be a Don't me have to call your name out crew is featherweight My gunshots'll you levitate I'm only nineteen but my is old And when the things get for real my warm heart turns Another nigga deceased, story gets told It ain't really Hey, yo dun spark the So I can get my mind off yellowbacked niggas Why they still alive I know, go figure Meanwhile back in queens the realness is If I die I choose a better location When the slugs penetrate you feel a burning Getting to God in a tight situation Now, take these words home and think it Or the next rhyme I might be about you
Son, shook... 'cause ain't no such things as halfway to death, scared to look They 'cause no such things as halfway crooks Scared to death, scared to
the live that of diamonds and guns There's numerous ways you can choose to earn funds...earn Some of 'em get shot, locked down and turn Cowardly hearts end straight up shook ones...shook He ain't a son, he's just a shook one...shook one
For every I write, it's 25 to life Yo, it's a must the we trust safeguardin' my life Ain't no for hesitation That only leads to You know me, there's no relation Queensbridge don't play I don't got time for your thinking mind Son, I'm bigga than those claimin' that you pack But you're to hold And the smoke clears you'll be left with one in your dome 13 years in the projects, my is what, kid You talk a good one but you want it Sometimes I wonder do I deserve to Or am I going to in hell for all the things I did No time to dwell on that my brain reacts Front if you kid, lay on your back I fake that kid Stay in a child's place, kid you out o' Criminal minds for recognition I'm sippin' e&j, got my flippin' I'm buggin' I'm how bizar to hold my hustlin' Get that kid, you know my function long as I'm alive i'ma live illegal And I get on i'ma put on, on my people React mix to lyrics like I hit your dome up When I roll up, don't be caught Cause I'm
Son, shook... 'cause ain't no things as halfway crooks Scared to and scared to look (he's just a one) shook... 'cause no such things as halfway crooks Scared to and scared to look (we live the that of diamonds)
shook... 'cause ain't no such as halfway crooks to death and scared to look shook... 'cause ain't no things as halfway crooks, crooks..
Livin' the live of diamonds and guns numerous ways you can choose to earn funds...earn funds But some of 'em get shot, locked and turn nuns Cowardly hearts end straight up ones...shook ones He ain't a crook son, he's a shook one...shook one
Yeah, yeah, To all the and a hundred dollar billas To real brothers who ain't got no G-yeah, the whole bridge, get the money side (he's just a shook one) Keepin' it (you know) get the money...
(talk out)