[Intro: Free Murda] Check, one-two, ya'll Yeah, Fort Green, uh-huh, check RZA Rah, beat, uh-huh Rest In Peace Dirt McGirt, yea Uh-huh, Wu... yeah...
was I gonna do I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right Watch this, hey Quik let me see them binoculars, nigga The binoculars Ha ha ha ha, yeah
Deep Nigga when I find you Weak mutha-fuckas don't deserve to breathe How many niggas down to die for me Yeah Yeah West Coast Ridaz Comin right behind
die wit' open eyes Scare to take a nap It's a trap a long maze Dreamin' of gettin' stacks Makin' scratch the wrong way What the song say We murder motherfuckers
hoes believe If you in here with me [Chorus] [Eightball] Yeah I gotta go again Just to let you know the deal Eight ways to company Beats come from doin' real (yeah
out..I'll resurrect you she runs through fields of daisies yeah, it's just a shame that they eat their own babies Who cares cos the air is free when you
I will resurrect you she runs through fields of daisies yeah it's just a shame that they eat their own babies who cares cause the air is free when you
Yeah yeah yeah We got my man Extra P in the house But me and my man Akinyele you know we goin Worldwide this tour Cause yo you know how that go We gon
the valley of the shadow of death I tell em I should fear no man so where my enemy at I'm moving that phantom with cannons see the courage is back, I murder
goin out the foul way Straight up murder, word of mouth is that he done him in the hallway And like always a lot of controversy But of course he got away scott-free
give your fine ass the raw and uncut I got no time to be a crybaby fool Forgive me, but they got me packin' pocket tools Fresh out say fuck 'em, yeah
(feat. Celph Titled, Ryu) [Verse 1: Apathy] Yeah... I'm like a '88 classic, Apathy goes back To Fila's with straps and Don Mattingly throwbacks I'm
, yet a sea-man and free-man Need to be at least a ten to get in, You're en-ter-ing the Lion's Den (YEAH){CANNON} Let it begin, may the best man win; (
CHORUS: [AZ] Tradin' places wanna piece of the pie (Yeah) Good guy, bad guy, we each gotta die It's all a game, some'll make the Hall Of Fame (Yeah) While
still be grindin' I'll flip big blocks for (?) and Bryan [Lil' Wayne] And if you move a hundred bricks, you get a Benz for free Oh yeah, and Beyonce'
life I lead Nigga hustle At a crack speed and I dig greed Fuck makin' friends respectfully I will cry for you at your murder scene This Napolean But
