, gun fire froze a nigga Compose the liquor, caused me to stager, stumble over quicker Duckin' low, wit the four four, tryin' to bust and blow Empty out
spitting a cappella I'ma spit in your beer [Hook X2] [Verse 3] Ten minutes later and they still up they yapping shit Turn the sound down and let us read the captions kid
I'm a come off Stronger and longer, even with the drum off And the blow that I deliver is a crisp one Give that style back, jack, and try this one If
was lonely and scared but only the devil responded, cause god wasn't there and right then he knew what it was to be empty and cold and so he jumped off
gun fire froze a nigga Compose the liquor, caused me to stager, stumble over quicker Duckin' low, wit the four four, tryin' to bust and blow Empty out
chose Made it 6 million and 1 with your eyes closed The blindfold, cold, so you can feel the rap And shatter the glass and second half on your monkey
Brew Or Two And Now Ya Know I?m Cold Chillin You?ll Never See The D Sip-Sippin? On Some Sirzup I Skip The Main Course And Go Straight For The Dizzert And
, he turned them into granades And Just Blaze, 'cause the boy got game Like I close my eyes, and woke up in a Roc chain Now back to reality, my gun and my vest And
turned them into granades And Just Blaze, 'cause the boy got game Like I close my eyes, and woke up in a Roc chain Now back to reality, my gun and my vest And
I chose, Made it 6 million and 1 with your eyes closed, The blindfold, cold so you can feel the rap, And shatter the glass and second half on your monkey ass, And
that kept stabbing ya A shakedown from Alcatraz to Attica Because we rock the jails Wit it and mase write the verse on the walls of cells [Chorus] [GZA] Ya out cold
jerks rush the doors Here come the deez tryin' to make breeze and guns toss In full force, my team'll go at your main source We're not tourists, hit bosses and
chose Made it 6 million and 1 with your eyes closed The blindfold, cold, so you can feel the rap And shatter the glass and second half on your monkey ass And
and 1 with your eyes closed The blindfold, cold, so you can feel the rap And shatter the glass and second half on your monkey ass And yo my man (Tical
turned them into granades And Just Blaze, cuz the boy got game Like I close my eyes, and woke up in a Roc chain Now back to reality, my gun and my vest And