One on One

[Verse 1] In the Rotten Apple, take a bite, taste the worm Embrace the world of reality we're faced to learn Coke connection drug bust, graveyards where thugs rest I keep my mug blessed, the evil is illegal substance sold Roll mob deep, guns in the black Jeep MAC-11's in Legends, cracks in the streets Patroller, gold money-folder, gun-happy soldiers Never sober, takin' over, my blood is colder Niggas respect violence, so I become it I'm from it, I even done it blunted, so run it! [Bridge: Dude robbing another dude] Yeah, son! You know what this is — take it off, man (Come on, dunn, don't even come at me like that, dunn) (Come on, dunn!) [Hook] Yeah, imagine this — no guns, no knife It's a one on one, so now we gots to fight Son, imagine this — no gun, no knife It's a one on one, now we got to fight Yeah, imagine that — no gun, no knife It's a one on one, now we got to fight Yeah, imagine this — no gun, no knife It's a one on one, son… [Verse 2] Yo, I'm a cream fiend! With a mean dream Brain full of schemes, my crew's rollin' fresh out the greens Give you what you never seen, the inf's on the MAC-10 It's 2:10 in the A.M. in the streets of Queens Try hard and die hard Chances of survivin' the game is like tryin' to feed Allah lard I walk at piece with a deadly shadow They want to blow me with the double barrel, foul, no sorrow I brawl with Blanka, caught Bison in the thinker, dome Make Hell your new home, with the blue chrome Mid-State wants me, suave fella but raunchy The soul of a cold body haunts me, I flee the country But only to shed tears for years Too wild for my own self, hopin' help is near Street fightin' was cool, but in school, I brought a new tool Duelin' with the devil, a rebel, a fool [Chorus] Imagine this — no guns, no knife Just a one on one where we gots to fight Son, imagine this — no gun, no knife Just a one on one, yo, we got to fight Yeah, imagine this — no gun, no knife It's a one on one where we got to fight Yeah, imagine this — no gun, no knife It's the one on one, one on one… Yeah, yeah! Take it to the 'Bridge — Queensbridge [Bridge: Dude robbing another dude] Yo, whassup money? (Yo, yo, do you remember this face?) (Yeah, yeah, yeah! Run these! Run these!) *Sounds of a brawl* (Break you down! Get broke!) (No hands, run that! Run that! Run that! No hands) [Verse 3] I hear Jake walkie-talkie's in my sleep Marked money I keep, play the benches all week I visualize Coupés, alligators in suits Elevators in my mansion that rises to the roof Sippin' 80 proof, watchin' Juice But hold up! I see some brothers tryin' to roll up Wishin' I could fold up It's hard to see the faces in they hoodies, I better boogie Too late, I tried to swing when they jigged me – I'm out [Outro] Yeah, yeah, kid! Don't front 360 degrees, knowhatI'msayin? That's how it comes back at you Queensbridge, that's how we live South side, all that Yeah, New York Light it up! Light it up! Yo, yo! You saw how I snuffed that kid? Yeah, I saw that, I saw that Light it up! Light it up! Ain't no half steppin' out here That's how we do out here in the street fight! KnowhatI'msayin?