[Intro]
Yeah, keep that
Huh, what a mess (Ahh...)
Yeah, I see you, huh! (PREEMO!!)
Yeah! (Hah) I was blessed with some clarity right? (Uh-huh, hah)
I'mma sit back
Tell you niggas what I been lookin' at, huh
[Verse 1]
Y'all niggas is killin' me
You got Bloods and Crips in New York City, is anybody feelin' me?
I ain't concerned with who gon' shoot who
I'm only concerned with music, and who break through
FUCK YOU, for thinkin' platinum is the ultimate goal
These faggot niggas gettin' they money, but losin' they soul
I don't wanna hear shit from you niggas with no background
No backbones, you get no chance to back down (Yeah)
Deal how we deal witcha (Yeah) Peons, no chips
Changin' whips out so they can look richer
I see the big picture, startin' in the kitchen
With bricks and Pyrex pots, the widescreen edition
Listen, I seen niggas hit with so much time loc (Yeah)
They have to die, come back three times to see them white folks (Damn)
Take notes, cause you will be tested
Vested up, drunk as fuck, large caliber weapons
I feel you, rap niggas, fuckin' it up (Fuckin' it up)
Monkey-mouthed muh'fuckers, spoilin' the cut
For real niggas in the street, really hustlin' weight
See they networks and blueprints on hip-hop tapes
Johnny Law catchin' on, soakin' up the game
How you think they find the stash spots and follow the slang, stupid?
Grown men playin' cops and robbers
Death for dollars, I'm too laid back to holla
[Hook]
What a mess...
"And Ruff up, the motherfuckin House" - GZA
"Hope y'all niggas hearin' this right"
"We-we gon' we-we gon' gon' win"
What a mess...
"And Ruff up the motherfuckin' house" (Uh-huh)
"Hope y'all niggas hearin' this right"
"We-we gon' we-we g-gon' win"
[Verse 2]
Look at what we leavin' behind
We back at square one, ridin', with nuttin' to ride fo'
Dyin' for nuttin' worth dyin' fo'
The blind lead the blind with a blindfold, with "Eyes Wide Shut"
Save mine up, cause nothin' ever last forever (Last forever)
Never nothin' out of my reach, we blast whoever (Blast whoever)
I can split a muh'fucker from his ass to his last thought
Shit talk, then stomp through the asphault (Yeah)
It's yo' fault we tow-truck for your outline
In due time, you'll find, the world is mine
So I listen to the rhetorhic, jealousy and the ignorance
Can't stop me nigga, my mind too militant
God blessed me with a chin
And a heavy right-left combination that'll cave your face in
So don't make me hurt you, patience is virtue
They only got a few of us left, huh
[Hook]
What a mess...
"And Ruff, up the motherfuckin' house" (Uh-huh)
"Hope y'all niggas hearin' this right"
"We-we gon' we-we g-gon' win" (We gon'...)
What a mess... (Yeah, ah)
"And Ruff, up the motherfuckin' house" (Ah, turn me up)
"Hope y'all niggas hearin' this right"
"We-we gon' we-we-we gon' win"
[Verse 3]
Now it's two-thousand-and-two; where kids do
Whatever the fuck they wanna do, huh, sad but true
Wanna take another life like it's the thing to do
Shit, we the biggest gang, flaggin' red white and blue baby
Designer drugs, pimps and thugs
Can't shoot, innocent folks, hit with slugs
One day it's gon' all make sense, 'til then
Use your brains and your strength it's your best defense, c'mon
[Hook]
"And Ruff-Ruff, up-up the motherfuckin' house"
"Hope y'all niggas hearin' this right"
"We-we gon' we-we-we gon' win"
What a mess...
"And Ruff, up the motherfuckin' house"
"Hope y'all niggas hearin' this right"
"We gon' we-we g-gon' win"
What a mess..
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