Every day of my since 11-2-74 On the makin non-stop CREAM galore Packin heat, stickin up stores and more Collectin interest off of extortions to my score It gets deeper things get real I'm down to out West Bank for my mill And I'm Hempstead, it's close to the shacks of Park South While I'll be outside slingin, you're high And don't come around to the crossroads of to the death, you and me, this beef for eternity I'm goin out to the fullest So far into my troubles hard for me to get back To my everyday and composure Catch you you open then I bring you to a closure Put ice on a razor and freeze ya in ya I went for ya grill but you from my boulder I know kid who says he knows ya because of that Now I know where ya lay ya hat at and that's Say no more, I put it on you while you was Murder without warning the next morning
Once we step the door, party over, that's the endin You and crew'll leave out, a bunch of dead men me and I'll bump you back You ain't tough black, niggas like you just get life jacked But cool nigga til you push me to the limit But try ta me and ya ass I get up all in it Don't try to cop now son, it's dead and done (I gave you fair warning) So run and get guns It's on, time to em how I perform My will transform, leave you dead plus wrong Gettin the within, representin for Queens Shit is real, why you that it's all a dream But you can't wake up, a chest you bless Chokin off own blood, don't blame me you brought your own death
Ayo Noyd, it's on you, what you do? Whatever? over, tell the rest of the crew Yo Big it's on you, what you wanna do? Party's over, tell the rest of the crew Yo Big Noyd on you, what you wanna do? Whatever? Party's over, the rest of the crew Yo Big Noyd it's on you, what you do? Whatever? Party's over, the rest of the crew
My beeper kept beepin, the numbers started leakin 'Who is this on my I was thinkin Then I it was my dun playin 911 Once I the numbers I ran for the fuckin guns My dun in trouble, I be on the double I jumped up in the bubble, yo kid where are (1-14 Manhattan and Morningside Avenue) This happened just out the blue Aiyo dun, fuck that bitch, tell her get off dick (But cryin and she says she has feelins and shit) Yo it's a set-up, niggas got me fed up Ty stay in the buildin, if they fuckin buck em Get up off the scene, you know what I And hide yourself down them other fuckin sixteen Glock and get off block I hung up the cellular, ready to rock And on
Yo, you get in the streets, kid set it You gots no credit, fool you get Up with the Mac double, love it 'Did he eleven or twelve?' is what he wondered Nigga I got one more shot, you be drinkin Put the to his head, watch him start blinkin 'Am I goin to heaven or hell?' is what he's Switch to a as his life start sinkin Down to a level of no Pull out the cos when the slugs hit it definitely burns Now chill and think about your life for Every member of my crew is life for real Got your self fucked into that you couldn't finish Up the fulliest squad and get diminished I'm from another E-N-S So why you tough talk? I'm not impressed If I seen you in the Bridge, I'd make you Give up the money, the polo especially the
Big Noyd! over, tell the rest of the crew Havoc! Party's over, tell the of the crew Black Ice! over, tell the rest of the crew Queensbridge! Party's over, tell the of the crew The Big Twins! over, tell the rest of the crew Ty! Party's over, tell the of the crew Yo Black! It's over, tell the of the crew My man Killer! over, tell the rest of the crew Germ! over, tell the rest of the crew Karate Joe! over, tell the rest of the crew Ron Gotti! It's over, tell the rest of the Capone! Party's over, tell the rest of the crew Rasheim! over, tell the rest of the crew Stobo! Party's over, the rest of the crew Tena! Party's over, tell the of the crew Skins! It's over, the rest of the crew And the whole fuckin projects! It's over, tell the rest of the It's over, tell the of the crew It's over, tell the of the crew Party's over, tell the rest of the Party's over, the rest of the crew The motherfuckin party's over, tell the of the crew