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