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• Hard To Kill - Method Man
• Hard To Kill - Spice 1
• Hard To Kill - Showbiz & A.G.
• Hard To Kill - Vents

Yeah, play times over mutha phuckaz, Spice 1's defiantly in mutha
phuckin' effect.
You know what I'm saying? bringing it to all you bitch ass niggaz, so
raise up
and recognize, and understand that this brother is hard to kill.
I'm running this niggaz off their block taking their shit kicking it to
the bitches.
People cant lift off your spot I'm leaving your shit all up in stitches.
nigga,
Bullets go through the door, I'll shoot you and that ho, got a cap for
each
nigga fucking with my cash flow. Pid cap, be love cap pid, because in
the neighborhood
cause still kill at will.
Gotta keep on my pistol on tight, slanging sugar delite, that china
white got these
niggaz killing each other tonight, sometimes a turf is like a war zone,
or even
Vietnam, not at the movies but you still see the died come. And a nigga
catch a slug,
caps' be pulled for fun foo, you got to watch your shit before we pull a
ak on your
own blood, se niggaz will stick you for your cash, that's when they
enter the t-shirt
contest to super soak their ass. So Method Man show these niggaz the
deal. Let these
mutha phuckaz know that your hard to kill.
Who dat nigga? You on with me with the super fly Methtical nigga. Who
want to die?
For year nigga. Wow, even try to test sides. Challenger your the bird
with
my 45 cabolar. Can it be that this is the S.P.I.C.E. 1 and the method
mutha phucka
with the guns blazing? You trail, my god, its amazing. Where your punk
Nightmares like Wes Craven. The bigger the critter, the harder to pull
the trigga.
I'll send your ass back to the dark side nigga. Your a snake, I've seen
you sliver,
so I deliver with death. We'll throw your punk ass in the river. On the
battle ship
I'm the captain. Beat that ass bloody as I send it to the camp. Tical!
S.P.I.C.E. come to be hard to killah, hard to killah, hard to killah.
S.P.I.C.E. come to be hard to killah, hard to killah, hard to killah.
S.P.I.C.E. come to be hard to killah, hard to killah, hard to killah.
Blah! These mutha phuckaz nutz if you want to murder me, harder to kill
than your
average mutha phuckin' G. Rollz with the uzi with that shit that will
make your body
drop. Cause if your shot, tic toc and you don't stop. Nigga, down for my
strap
niggaz on their back, no rat-tat-tat so its on the map. Died come again,
coming
straight out of my jaws, got these niggaz screaming out paws, pistol
grip and breaking
out their jaws. yeah, so you don't want to fuck with me, many niggaz out
there to go
nuts with me. And even on your block smoke them like a fucked up bell,
cant be caught
by no Po-Po's cant be put in no slammer. I don't be fucking with no
snitches, aint no
body going to tell, leave your dick in the dirt, and yo momma as well.
New York
to Cali niggaz are hard to kill, Shit is too real, your a ignorant mutha
fucka if your
not riding with your steal.
S.P.I.C.E. come to be hard to killah, hard to killah, hard to killah.
S.P.I.C.E. come to be hard to killah, hard to killah, hard to killah.
S.P.I.C.E. coming from the bay area, bay area, puffing carea.
S.P.I.C.E. coming from the bay area, bay area, puffing carea.
1-8-7 1-8-7 1-8-7 1-8-7 1-8-7 1-8-7 1-8-7 1-8-7 1-8-7 1-8-7 1-8-7
1-8-7 1-8-7 1-8-7 1-8-7 1-8-7 1-8-7
Capping your ass for the 94, what you know? Grab your glock. Blah! Me
burst out first 'Mon.

Yeah, play times over mutha phuckaz
Spice 1's defiantly in mutha phuckin' effect
You know what I'm saying?
Bringing it to all you bitch ass niggaz
So raise up and recognize
And understand that this brother is hard to kill
I'm running this niggaz off their block
Taking their shit kicking it to the bitches
People can't lift off your spot
I'm leaving your shit all up in stitches
Nigga, bullets go through the door
I'll shoot you and that ho
Got a cap for each nigga
Fucking with my cash flow
Pid cap, be love cap pid
Because in the neighborhood 'cause still kill at will
Gotta keep on my pistol on tight, slanging sugar delite
That Shina white got these niggaz killing each other tonight
Sometimes a turf is like a war zone, or even Vietnam
Not at the movies but you still see the died come
And a nigga catch a slug, caps' be pulled for fun foo
You got to watch your shit before we pull a ak on your own blood
See niggaz will stick you for your cash
That's when they enter the t-shirt contest to super soak their ass
So Method Man show these niggaz the deal
Let these mutha phuckaz know that your hard to kill
Who dat nigga?
You on with me with the super fly Methtical nigga
Who want to die?
For year nigga
Wow, even try to test sides
Challenger your the bird with my 45 cabolar
Can it be that this is the S.P.I.C.E. 1
And the method mutha phucka with the guns blazing?
You trail, my god, its amazing
Where your punk at?
Nightmares like Wes Craven
The bigger the critter, the harder to pull the trigga
I'll send your ass back to the dark side nigga
Your a snake, I've seen you sliver, so I deliver with death
We'll throw your punk ass in the river
On the battle ship I'm the captain
Beat that ass bloody as I send it to the camp
Tical
S.P.I.C.E. come to be hard to killah, hard to killah, hard to killah
S.P.I.C.E. come to be hard to killah, hard to killah, hard to killah
S.P.I.C.E. come to be hard to killah, hard to killah, hard to killah
Blah, these mutha phuckaz nutz if you want to murder me
Harder to kill than your average mutha phuckin' G
Rollz with the Uzi with that shit that will make your body drop
'Cause if your shot, tic toc and you don't stop
Nigga, down for my strap niggaz on their back
No rat-tat-tat so it's on the map
Died come again, coming straight out of my jaws
Got these niggaz screaming out paws
Pistol grip and breaking out their jaws
Yeah, so you don't want to fuck with me
Many niggaz out there to go nuts with me
And even on your block smoke them like a fucked up bell
Can't be caught by no Po-Po's, can't be put in no slammer
I don't be fucking with no snitches, ain't no body going to tell
Leave your dick in the dirt, and yo momma as well
New York to Cali niggaz are hard to kill, shit is too real
Your a ignorant mutha fucka if your not riding with your steal
S.P.I.C.E. come to be hard to killah, hard to killah, hard to killah
S.P.I.C.E. come to be hard to killah, hard to killah, hard to killah
S.P.I.C.E. coming from the bay area, bay area, puffing carea
S.P.I.C.E. coming from the bay area, bay area, puffing carea
1 8 7, 1 8 7, 1 8 7, 1 8 7, 1 8 7, 1 8 7, 1 8 7, 1 8 7
1 8 7, 1 8 7, 1 8 7, 1 8 7, 1 8 7, 1 8 7, 1 8 7, 1 8 7, 1 8 7
Capping your ass for the 94, what you know?
Grab your glock
Blah, me burst out first 'Mon

[A.G]
Before becoming a runaway slave, here's a taste of
mental slavery. A backtrack...
("You don't catch hell because you're a Methodist or a Baptist
You don't catch hell because you're a Democrat or Republilcan
You don't catch hell because you're a Mason or an Elk
And you sure don't catch hell because you're an American
Because if you were an American you wouldn't catch no hell
You don't catch hell because you're a black man.")
Check it, many try to come close
Rest in peace to the deceased and the rest are comatose
I'm not a joke and I go for broke
And while I'm laughing you'll be gagging from the motherfucking gunsmoke
Walk the streets and I play for keeps
And while I entertain suckers stay six feet deep
It was good while it lasted
Broken bones and asses, tombstones and caskets
I got fleeced, I'm not strapped, I'm a get you back
Me saying "Mayday" with an AK, picture that
Getting my props while you're propless
And if you try and escape, we'll take grandma for hostage
I carry my joint
Hoping to smoke a sucker just to keep on point
When Dre's team goes to extremes call up an M.D.
Wetting a strip til my whole clip is empty
Oh-ops and tecs ready to wreck the site
Whoever's next to step is knifed in broad daylight
Don't try to run, you'll get blocked off
I got spotted by a cop, so now that cop is knocked off
if I get back I get out with the quickness
The D.A., the judge and the jury's on my hitlist
Dressed in black with a hoodie and a low hat
(What you did?) Spoke to the witness, now the witness don't know jack
The Giant and his crew are ill
We're sick-ass convicts, we're hard to kill
My boys from New York (Is hard to kill)
The brothers from Jersey (Is hard to kill)
I say out in Philly (Is hard to kill)
And the brothers in Boston (Is hard to kill)
To all my peeps in Cali (Is hard to kill)
Don't forget about Atlanta (Is hard to kill)
To all my boys in Connecticut (Is hard to kill)
To my crew in Texas (Is hard to kill)
I'm around the way, 141st and 3rd
40 bottles on the curb and my man got the bag of herb
Another brother tried to get ill
And try to take me out on my block, he forgot I was hard to kill
I ran for cover so the brother missed
He hit my man in the head, now Ed is dead, yo what is this?
I won't stop until I see him rest
He got popped by the cops, too late for the EMS
Ain't no chance for survival (Why's that?)
He tried to go head on, now he's dead on arrival
Now you know I don't play around
Cause the clown is face down and uptown is his burial ground
You want beef? Well the more the merrier
And I'm a bury that man's clan in the same area
My entourage is fully strapped
Turning your hard bodyguards to wussy, and pussy cats
You know how we do it
Putting the glock to the test, go get your vest, I'm going right through it
He survived in intensive care
Did the impossible in the hospital (Knocked him off right there)
I'm an expert at disposal
You see, everyone goes, on foes I'm killing hoes too
Nobody takes the witness stand
Your ass is out, I'm cleaning niggas out like Spic 'n' Span
You want beef with a mastermind?
But it's fine, pass the nine, now it's disaster time
I love conflict and confrontation
Killing enemies worse than Kennedy's assassination
But that's not my style
I just got buckwild so I could prove I was versatile
Styles go on and on
A.G. is all about peace, speaking of peace, now I'm gone
To the brothers in D.C. (Is hard to kill)
And the brothers in VA (Is hard to kill)
Down in North Carolina (Is hard to kill)

[Hook:]
"As I come back"
"Vents One"
[Verse 1:]
Word em' up yo
Hard to breathe and hard to chill
The balaclava mask appeal
'89 pop loud, ghetto blast the fill
I'm Seagal Hard To Kill
Marked for death, for whatever bastard I miss to calm at will
Get em' then cause and effect
Had to let em' roast, get em' close then hit em' with a fucking hungry ghost
I left battle rap alone
Stuck to savaging the machine, chew and laugh on the bone
She went kinda nuts when I fucked with the top shelf
"Mr. Trials" getting down with your bad self
This aperteister, fuck the police ya
Take the power back, rhymes ell' beat ya
To death, caress, Waco text
Floats advertise for the same, no less
Break the ground rules don't take no mess
Born to bleed this life of death but hard to kill
[Hook:]
"As I come back"
"Vents One"
[Chorus:]
So where we at
We're going to a terrible place
Paranoid, clinical, unbearable case
Deep in the third rhyme medical waste
I reign terror, 6 there - federal state
And who you be? Vents One you knew me
Low-key go to work like call no de?
Get a little bit of land so I could get free
Grow my own shit then chill and stay hard to kill
[Verse 2:]
Killing a terrible thing to waste, post hate
But a rock won't take the style, we killing the rock with state of art
Ke Sara, you better prey that ya
Java lie crisp then caress in the pagans star
I'm the primitive man, lay brick where the pyramids stand
In the great southern land where I roam
Prone to outbursts so take my stain with a bad habit
Fuck Fred Durst, we making them rust in peace, it's the ones deceased
Re-born then release the rise in the East
The sum of a thousand mad men on May The First, survive secarian birth
Residing in material, rank and serial number
Born with a barcode implanted in my brain
Torture lies authorised by the law
But I foresaw your demise
[Hook:]
"As I come back"
"Vents One"
[Chorus:]
So where we at
We're going to a terrible place
Paranoid, clinical, unbearable case
Deep in the third rhyme medical waste
I reign terror, 6 there - federal state
And who you be? Vents One you knew me
Low-key go to work like call no de?
Need a little bit of land so I could get free