ocean!) and my (potion!) Is to (know when!) to spit fire, nigga *echoes* The rules of the motherfucking game [Chorus: DJ Premier (M.O.P.)] Here it is
you don't belong around here soldier I'm like fish scale, without the pedastool Come to teach the new school, true school jewels I'm never followin them fools, I'm
Open up your back nigga Rosewood black nigga First family gone brawl It's president's resident, and I'm the first dog You know the M.O.P status In the
, we bout to get in your ass We done played the background, ay-yo all my peops I'm naming names, fuck it, it's on I'm taking it back to some Brooklyn
[M.O.P. scratches] C'mon! Yeah! International! Downtown Swinga! [Billy Danze] Ayo what up cobra, it's me (prime time!) PD, I get better with time like
we know is how to double clutch revolvers Me and my own staff flaunt a different path I'm tryin to dip shit minus in your highness The finest of kickin half Honest to god, I'm
old feel with me I'm dedicated to the game Whether its the streets or this rap thing, I'm gon' maintain A Brooklyn ?fugitive? I'm the judge(What?!), jury
get carried away Cuz I'm a nigga of the Earth, nigga of Sea Nigga of the Sky, the Fire, M.O.P. I'm a front big willie, like I'm runnin this game What
it fucked up cause I move with them thug niggas From old ? to life we straight sparkin light Bring light to the darkest nights (M) Blast (O) Blast, P
[Chorus: Lil' Fame] Primetime (New York, New York) That's the place where the soldiers die (New York, New York) That's the ghetto nigga's feelings (
Ain't nobody seein em M.O.P. and em, Heather B and em Ain't nothing changed, I'm still in the street with niggas I'm still a corner store hero eatin nigga
a fuckin way What can I say, I'ma stressed ghetto soldier I'm shell shocked from a back block off Saratoga Remember what I told ya, I'm thirsty now In
bars I don't care what these beats my do We'll sun you, plus I see right through Its way it means to me and M.O.P. Just To Get a Rep, nigga, you best
ones to these streets And lost a lot of loved ones over beef That goes to show these streets haunt ya Look what society created now, a monsta [chorus: M.O.P
It's all because of you, I'm feeling sad and blue You went away, now my life is just a rainy day And I love you so, how much you'll never know You've
rap, we 'bout to get in your ass We done played the background, ayyo all my peops I'm naming names, fuck it, it's on I'm taking it back to some Brooklyn
back nigga Rosewood black nigga First family gone brawl It's president's resident, and I'm the first dog You know the M.O.P status In the history of
rap, we bout to get in your ass We done played the background, ay-yo all my peops I'm naming names, fuck it, it's on I'm taking it back to some Brooklyn
