put the smoke in your mouth You better inhale Suck it! You ready lets get it The games now finished Its's all, weapons to aim with a 1000 rounds in it
[Mike:] One time for my Machine Shop crew and then its Two times S.O.B and LP too and then it's Three times It's Mike and Six on the track and then Four
me got it loaded and locked, believe it [Ryu:] You still breathing? I'm cocking and squeezing Tucked still? Nope, I don't give a fuck who sees it Broad
It's all about reality and making some noise Making the story - making sure his clique stays up That means when he puts it down Tak's picking it up! Let
(feat. Ghostface Killah, Lupe Fiasco) Fort Minor, Minor Fort Minor, Minor, Minor... Uh, spraypaint and ink pens I use to write in every color I think
Chest dripping with jewels, one hell of a rhymer Study lessons in Athena, building with an old timer So I, always been wise ever since a young minor Get
couldn't catch him, so I said FUCK IT! Then we headed right back to the fort Sweating all the bitches, in the tight-ass shorts We didn't get no play,
Now he's crossin' them states, and Seeing new faces Not knowing who to trust So when the door kicked open They scream "This is a bust" "Is it a set up?" It
It's not about the salary It's about reality and makin' some noise Makin' the story Makin' sure his clique stays up That means when he puts it down Tak's pickin' it
be the Giants while y'all are Jets last place niggas minor threats stay on the move till it's time to rest aint it bugged? so take it back to the time
4-Tay, everybody pray for him and send letters I hope the brother get out of jail soon as possible and get back to his shit Because you know it's a struggle
nothing known but a bank roll. On the other side of 123rd St., bro'. Nothing known but a bank roll. On the other side of 123rd St., bro'. Bringing it
cranky dad! So get a pen and a pad ready to repeat this Speak out of turn get shredded to pieces Beef? you wanna bring it on? give me a reason Make your
[Fort Minor Cover] Where'd you go? I miss you so, Seems like it's been forever, That you've been gone. She said "Some days I feel like shit, Some days
them cats On the real, keep your game high man, keep it up Word up, never stop your goals man, yaknowhatI'msayin? (For real baby) And, yo son, on the real I'ma get
my confidence is built Feel the need to abort as assassins extort My mind frame contort tryin to hold down the fort Fort knocks despise clocks heart