"basically over, basically over, basically over"--raekwon (scratched my primo)



The games over, feds took your range rover

Your man snitched and your girl's screaming "i told ya"

About those over the shoulder boulders that you be having

Niggas smile in ya face, behind yo' back they back-stabbing

Laughing, talkin 'bout all ya business

How much you got to score with, to niggas you went to war with

How many guns you got, and where you go to cop

You shoulda seen me coming down the block

You was gettin hot, but you didn't give a fuck

You make a g in a day and spend it up

In a black benz tinted up, pound of weed twist it up

Henny pourin out ya cup, livin it up

?daddy warbuck? style



Chours: repeat x2



I watched niggas rise, i watched niggas fall down (fall down)

I seen it all, it went down in my town (where, where?)

Called queensbridge, where the fugitives live

Where some rap kids (rap kids) can turn to big wigs (big wigs)



My niggas rollin dice and fled

Braggin to the nigga with the slice in his head

Now there's a price on his head

For pullin out on lil bro

Flashin his heat, he askin for beef

Conference call, ready to brawl

Caught him on a blaz'a

He breathing hard like he got asthma

Choice words he spoke, headed for disaster

Last to the gramma i spit

Told him "fuck you and whoever you get"

He's like "whatever kid"

Fourteen days later

Whole team made they way to my block

Young bucks with guns tucked and cocked

Like they runnin the spot

Im'a load one bullet for all of y'all

You saw it on my face, war ready

I'm callin the pace, its gettin more steady

Don't bite what you can't chew

Dumb little niggas like "that aint'choo"

Yo, recognize what it coulda came to

Put a whole in you, just like a navel



Chorus



Now keeps your eyes on

Screwball, these rap dons, qb icons

Play the project with a firearm

Fully loaded, i keep a razor thats coroded

I'll slash you with it, 'cuz every rhyme is crime committed

Speak it 'cuz i did it before, i got on

I ?dub? niggas moms up til they first born

Til they only child, you pull car you'll get a wild

One, i'm at the bottom of the struggle tryin to rise son

A wise one, step ahead, keep my fam fed

Broke bread off this game and i held my head

You want details, then lets negotiate crack sales

New guns thats watched the game, clientale

Yo we rock well, we keep our name ringin bells

>from this mic to the street life, we doin this right

See we swore to these streets to vibe

And draw heat, fuck a peace sign

A waste of time, respect my nine



Chorus



What'choo thought

Screw holdin down th fort

Primo on the track

What'chall want now

Its like dat

Feel it for a minute


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