're shooting empty shells Slow it down now And take a step back, take a step back Hold on tighter We're gonna make this count It's a shot in the dark
're shooting empty shells Slow it down now, And take a step back, take a step back Hold on tighter, we're gonna make this count It's a shot in the dark
re shooting empty shells Slow it down now, And take a step back, take a step back Hold on tighter, we're gonna make this count It's a shot in the dark
like a door knob, Try to make my flow stop like a cork does, And we'll be in Hawaii eatin' corn cob, Pinnin' a flower in your hair like a corsage,
of envy Too much back-stabbin’ While I look up the street I see all the japs grabbin’ Every vacant lot in my neighborhood Build a store, and sell their
crackhouse [Buckshot] Let's take a walk through Crown Heights Steppin through the city at night, with the ? and two mic Form a little lynch mob, and stomp through the five boroughs Head back
better pop back or your ass getting dropped, black 'Cause niggas lay you on your back fast So you'd better grab a gat and pop a cap in they black ass
a nigga six feet deep And we comin' to the wake To make sure the cryin' and commotion Ain't a motherfuckin' fake Back in the days, our parents used
[Buckshot] Let's take a walk through Crown Heights Steppin through the city at night, with the ? and two mic Form a little lynch mob, and stomp through the five boroughs Head back
full of envy Too much back stabbin' While I look out the window I see all the Japs grabbin' Every vacant lot in my neighborhood Build a store and sell
there's a loser that loser's me Please put a little love back into my life Won't you please put a little love back into my life Every night's another
line says you're already dead" Just keep on moving forward, never turning back With every step ahead I take, they pull me two steps back They pull me two steps back
Im the baddest muthafucka from around the way I get a little dizzy when I smoke a J Fuck a bitch and a hoe like every day The magical thug, Califa Thug
'm the baddest mothafucka from around the way I get a little dizzy when I smoke a J Fuck a bitch and a hoe like every day The magical thug, Califa
of a sudden the big question is, yo who this bitch Remy-nisce? Is she really thorough with her borough, can she represent? Do Remy write every line and every
yesterday Every single word you'd say Were lies, lies, lies Still walking down that avenue Every step I take, I see you There's nothing more that I can do To hold back
