Gaya merayu (1980)

Actors

• Anen (actor)
• Freddy Aris (actor)
• Asmuni (actor)
• Idjah Bomber (actor)
• Busiti (actor)
• Paimo (actor)
• Purbowanty (actor)
• Noor Ida Ratna (actor)
• Atmo Sugio (actor)
• Etty Sumiati (actor)
• S. Triman (actor)
• Susy Bolle (actress)
• Nurlela (actress)
• Sevihara Soedjarwo (actress)
• Elvy Sukaesih (actress)

Genres

• Comedy

Anen Filmography

• Gaya merayu
  1980, role: actor , character name: Anen
• Salah kamar
  1978, role: actor
• Rosita
  1977, role: actor

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• The Blue Bird - Anuna
• Midnight - Anuna
• Sanctus - Anuna
• Sleepsong - Anuna
• The Raid - Anuna
• Scarborough Fair - Anuna
• Cormacus Scripsit - Anuna
• If All She Has Is You - Anuna
• Silent Night - Anuna
• St. Nicholas - Anuna
• Silent O Moyle - Anuna
• The First Day - Anuna
• The Flower Of Maherally - Anuna
• Jerusalem - Anuna
• Invocation - Anuna
• Our Wedding Day - Anuna
• Blackthorn - Anuna
• Geantrai - Anuna
• When I Was In My Prime - Anuna
• I Dreamt I Dwelt In Marble Halls - Anuna
• Away In A Manger - Anuna
• Greensleeves - Anuna
• Island - Anuna
• August - Anuna
• I.b.c. - Union
• Let It Flow - Union
• Get Off My Cloud - Union
• Mr. Peer Pressure - Union
• Move On - Union
• King T (Cali Expert) - Union
• Mainstreet U.s.a. - Union
• Livin-N-Hell - Union
• Chitown's Finest - Union
• Dear Friend - Union
• Organizin' - Union
• Old Man Wise - Union
• OC's Connects - Union
• Around Again - Union
• Throw It Up - Union
• Roll Wit Us - Union
• Robin's Song - Union
• Rippin' The Sound (Organized Rhymes Theme) - Union
• So Many Days - Union
• NY's Freestyle - Union
• Uncut II - Union
• Take Cover - Union
• Quiet Money (Blood Money) - Union
• Oh Darling - Union
• Union - Union
• Do Your Own Thing - Union

The lake lay blue below the hill
The lake lay blue below the hill, below the hill
As I looked, there flew across the waters cold and still
A bird whose wings were palest blue
The sky above was blue at last
The sky beneath me blue in blue, was blue in blue
A moment ere the bird had passed
It called, as if in a trance he flew

Then in the lull of midnight
Then in the lull of midnight, gentle arms
Lifted him slowly down the slopes of death
Lest he should hear again the mad alarms
Of battle, dying moans, and painful breath
And where the earth was soft for flowers we made
A grave for him that he might better rest
So spring shall come and leave it sweet arrayed

Holy, holy, holy
Lord God of power and might
Heaven and earth are full of your glory
Hosanna in the highest
Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord

Sleep a little, a little sleep
You to whom I give my love
Son of Duibhne, a Dhiarmaid áin
I will watch over you, uair ní hegail duit a bheg
I will watch over you, a Dhiarmaid áin
Sleep a little, you need not fear the least
The blackbird's voice will betray his coming
His heart is so cold in grief
I will watch over you, uair ní hegail duit a bheg
I will watch over you, a Dhiarmaid áin
Codail began, uair ní hegail duit a bheg...
Far away there's a linnet singing
Her fear makes her loathe to sleep
Listen, a stag in the east is calling
His thoughts will not turn to sleep
Parting the two of us is as the parting of children from one home
Parting the two of us is as the parting of body from soul

Raise up your hunting spear
With which we injured the white deer
Raise up your hunting spear
When we were at war
We did not fast on our journey
Raise up your hunting spear
Sail the round hulls of your ships
To the barren lands of Lochlainn...
With our great lances
We killed slow Raighne
Raise up your hunting spear
When we were at war
We did not fast on our journey
Raise up your hunting spear
Sail the round hulls of your ships
To the barren lands of Lochlainn...
Raise up your hunting spear
With which we injured the white deer
Raise up your hunting spear
When we were at war
We did not fast on our journey
Raise up your hunting spear
Sail the round hulls of your ships

Are you going to Scarborough fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Remember me to one who lives there
She once was a true love of mine
Tell her to make me a cambric shirt
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Without any seam nor needlework
Then she'll be a true love of mine
Ask him to find me an acre of land
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Between the salt water and the sea-sand
Then he'll be a true love of mine
When he has done and finished his work
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Ask himto come for his cambric shirt
Then he'll be a true love of mine
Are you going to Scarborough fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
Remember me to one who lives there
She once was a true love of mine
She once was a true love of mine

Cormacus scripsit hoc psalterium
Cormacus scripsit
Cormacus scripsit hoc psalterium
Cormacus scripsit
Cormacus scripsit hoc psalterium
Ora pro eo qui legis hec
Ora procese qualibet hora
(3x)
Cormacus scripsit
Cormacus scripsit
Cormacus wrote this psalm
Cormacus wrote
Cormacus wrote this psalm
Cormacus wrote
Cormacus wrote this psalm
Pray for him you who read these [words]
Pray for yourself at any hour
(3x)
Cormacus wrote

What can I say?
I'll never know
What happened today.
I'd written a song
To string her along
I knew it was wrong.
She told me we would last forever
That all she'd ever had was me.
I've just said goodbye
Based on a lie
That I told to my sweet love.
But if all she has is you,
Make sure you're one in a million.
If all she has is you,
Make sure you're one in a million.
She'd waited in vain,
A figure in black,
Alone in the rain.
She still wears my ring,
A curious thing,
A curious thing.
She told me we would last forever
That all she'd ever had was me.
I've just said goodbye
Based on a lie
That I told to my sweet love.
But if all she has is you,
Make sure you're one in a million.
If all she has is you,
Make sure you're one in a million.
If all she has is you,

Silent night, holy night
All is calm, all is bright
'Round yon virgin mother and child
Holy infant so tender and mild
Sleep in heavenly peace

St Nicholas, Godes druth St. Nicholas, God's beloved
Timbray us faire scone hus Build us a wondrous place to dwell
At thee burthe, at thee bare At the time of birth, at the time of death
St Nicholas, bring us well thare St. Nicholas, bring us safely there

Silent, oh Moyle, be the roar of thy water,
Break not, ye breezes, your chain of repose,
While, murmuring mournfully, Lir's lonely daughter
Tells to the night-star her tale of woes.
When shall the swan, her death-note singing,
Sleep, with wings in darkness furl'd?
When will heav'n, its sweet bell ringing,
Call my spirit from this stormy world?
Sadly, oh Moyle, to thy winter-wave weeping,
Fate bids me languish long ages away;
Yet still in her darkness doth Erin lie sleeping,
Still doth the pure light its dawning delay.
When will that day-star, mildly springing,
Warm our isle with peace and love?
When will heav'n, its sweet bell ringing,
Call my spirit to the fields above?

Tell me how to praise you
Although I am no master of poetry
Angelic face without stain
You gave me breast milk to save me
I throw myself on your protection
Loving Mother of the one Son
Under your shield protect my body
My heart, my will and strength
Temple of three persons
Father, Son and Holy Ghost
I pray to you to aid me in
My hour of judgement and death
Queen who was given by the King
The Father, thanks forever
Motherhood and virginity
I beseech your part in my salvation
Vessel who carries the light
Great brightness that outshines the sun
Pull me under your protection
From the short journey of life
Mary, gracious and beautiful
Gentle, mild and stately
I don't tire calling to you

One pleasant summer's morning when all the flowers were springing O
Nature was adorning and the wee birds sweetly singing O
I met my love near Banbridge Town, my charming blue-eyed Sally O
She's the queen of the County Down, the flower of Maherally O
With admiration I did gaze upon this blue-eyed maiden O
Adam wasn't half so pleased when he met his Eve in Eden O
Her skin was like the lily white that grows in yonder valley O
She's my queen and my heart's delight, the flower of Maherally O
I hope the day will surely come when we'll join hands together O
'Tis then I'll take my darling home in spite of wind and weather O
And let them all say what they will and let them reel and rally O
For I shall wed the girl I love, the flower of Maherally O
And let them all say what they will and let them reel and rally O

Chorus (after each verse):
Jerusalem, our happy home
When shall we come to thee?
When shall our sorrows have an end?
Thy joys when shall we see?
They see no one that sent her there
Their palms spring from the ground
No tongue can tell, no heart can think
What joys do there abound
Forever more the trees perfumed
And ever more they spring
And ever more the saints are glad
And ever more they sing
Fair Magdalene, she has less moan
Likewise there she does sing
The happy saints in harmony
Through every street doth ring
Fair Magdalene hath dried her tears
She'll sing no more to thee
Nor wet the ringlets of her hair

Ailiu iath nErenn...
From the breeze on the mountain to the lake of deep blue
From the waterfall down to the sea
Never changing or ending on the voice of the wind
Sing the dark song of Éireann to me
Ailiu iath nErenn...
From the breeze through the heather to the lake of deep pools
From the waterfall down to the sea
Never changing or ending on the voice of the wind
Sing the dark song of Éireann to me

I once had a true love and I loved her so well
I loved her far better than my tongue can tell
And I thought that she whispered to me and did say
"It will not be long, love, 'til our wedding day"
I dreamt last night that my true love came in
So softly she entered that her feet made no din
And I dreamt that she whispered to me and did say
"It will not be long, love, 'til our wedding day
It will not be long, love, 'til our wedding day"
If I were an eagle and I had wings to fly
I would fly to my love's castle and it's there I would lie
On a bed of green ivy I would lay myself down
And it's with my two fond wings I would my love surround
And it's with my two fond wings I would my love surround
I once had a true love and I loved her so well
I loved her far better than my tongue can tell
And I thought that she whispered to me and did say
"It will not be long, love, 'til our wedding day

So many men think that I am theirs
When I sit with them, when I drink with them
Nothing compares to all that was shared
Between you and I, between you and I
Snow falls on the mountain of Sliabh Uí Fhloinn
And my love is like sloe-blossom on the blackthorn
So many men reach for the highest branch
To find the bitter fruit, to find the bitter fruit
Close within reach of the hand lies the sweetest berry
On the lowest branch, on the lowest branch
Snow falls on the mountain of Sliabh Uí Fhloinn

Caithfimid suas is suas We will throw her up and up
Caithfimid suas go heasc í We will throw her up easily
Caithfimid suas is suas We will throw her up and up
I seacain a chroí na pleasc í Hopefully she will not explode
Caithfimid suas is suas We will throw her up and up
Caithfimid suas go heasc í We will throw her up easily
Caithfimid suas is suas We will throw her up and up
I seacain a chroí na pleasc í Hopefully she will not explode
Curfá: Chorus (after each verse):
Déanfaidh sí damhsa is damhsa She will dance and dance
Déanfaidh sí damhsa le plésiúr She will dance with pleasure
Déanfaidh sí damhsa is damhsa She will dance and dance
Mé féin is í féin le chéile Myself and her together
Déanfaidh sí damhsa is damhsa She will dance and dance
Déanfaidh sí damhsa le plésiúr She will dance with pleasure
Déanfaidh sí damhsa is damhsa She will dance and dance
Mé féin is í féin le chéile Myself and her together
Caithfimid suas is suas We will throw her up and up
Caithfimid suas an páiste We will throw the child up
Caithfimid suas is suas We will throw her up and up
Is tiocfaidh sí anuas amárach And she'll come down tomorrow
Caithfimid suas is suas We will throw her up and up
Caithfimid suas an páiste We will throw the child up
Caithfimid suas is suas We will throw her up and up
Is tiocfaidh sí anuas amárach And she'll come down tomorrow
Caithfimid suas is suas We will throw her up and up
Caithfimid suas go heasc í We will throw her up easily
Caithfimid suas is suas We will throw her up and up
I seacain a chroí na pleasc í Hopefully she will not explode
Caithfimid suas is suas We will throw her up and up
Caithfimid suas an páiste We will throw the child up
Caithfimid suas is suas We will throw her up and up
I seacain a chroí na pleasc í Hopefully she will not explode
Caithfimid suas is suas We will throw her up and up
Caithfimid suas go heasc í We will throw her up easily
Caithfimid suas is suas We will throw her up and up

When I was in my prime
I flourished like a vine
There came along a false young man
That stole the heart of mine
That stole the heart of mine
The gardener standing by
Three offers he made to me
The pink, the violet and red rose
Which I refused all three
Which I refused all three
The pink's no flower at all
For it fades away too soon
And the violet is too pale a hue
I think I'll wait 'til June
I think I'll wait 'til June
In June the red rose blooms
That's not the flower for me
For then I'll pluck the red rose off
And plant a willow tree
And plant a willow tree
And the willow tree shall weep
And the willow tree shall whine
I wish I was in the young man's arms
That stole the heart of mine
That stole the heart of mine
If I'm spared for one year more
And God should grant me grace
I'll weep a bowl of crystal tears
To wash his deceitful face

I dreamt I dwelt in marble halls
With vassals and serfs at my side,
And of all who assembled within those walls
That I was the hope and the pride.
I had riches all too great to count
And a high ancestral name.
But I also dreamt which pleased me most
That you loved me still the same,
That you loved me
You loved me still the same,
That you loved me
You loved me still the same.
I dreamt that suitors sought my hand,
That knights upon bended knee
And with vows no maidens heart could withstand,
They pledged their faith to me.
And I dreamt that one of that noble host
Came forth my hand to claim.
But I also dreamt which charmed me most
That you loved me still the same
That you loved me
You loved me still the same,
That you loved me

Away in a manger, no crib for a bed
The little Lord Jesus lay down His sweet head
The stars in the bright sky look down where He lay
The little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay
The cattle are lowing, the baby awakes
But little Lord Jesus, no crying He makes
I love Thee, Lord Jesus, look down from the sky
And stay by my side until morning is nigh
Be near me, Lord Jesus, I ask Thee to stay
Close by me forever and love me, I pray
Bless all the dear children in Thy tender care

Alas, my love, but you do me wrong
To cast me off discourteously
For I have loved you so long
Delighting in your company
Greensleeves was all my joy
Greensleeves was my delight
Greensleeves was my heart of gold
And who but my Lady Greensleeves
I have been ready at your hand
To grant whatever you would crave
I have both waged life and land
Your love and goodwill for to have
Greensleeves was all my joy
Greensleeves was my delight
Greensleeves was my heart of gold

On an island I long to be
Gazing out upon the shining surface of the sea
I hear the sound of the ocean wave on wave
Crying, "You who have turned away from home"
Ascnam tar tuinn topur ndílenn dochum nÉirenn To sail across the wild sea back to Ireland
Deus caeli ac terrae God of heaven and earth
Maris et fluminum The sea and the rivers
Deus solis ac lunae God of the sun and the moon
On an island I long to live
Seabirds lament the coming of the winter wind
I hear the endless sound of sea on shore
Crying, "You who have turned away from home"
Deus super caelo et in caelo et sub caelo God above heaven and in heaven and under heaven
Habet habitaculum erga caelum He dwells in heaven
Et terram et mare And earth and sea
Et omnia quae sunt in eis And all that is in them
Non separantur Pater Not separate are the Father
Et Filius et Spiritus Sanctus The Son and the Holy Spirit
On an island I long to be
Evening brings a whisper of the summer breeze
I hear the song of the ocean wave on wave
Crying, "You who have turned away from home"
Ascnam tar tuinn topur ndílenn dochum nÉirenn To sail across the wild sea back to Ireland
Inspirat omnia He inspires all things
Vivificat omnia He makes all things grow
Superat omnia He is above all things
Suffulcit omnia He supports all things

She'll come at dusky first of day
White over yellow harvest's song
Upon her dewy rainbow way
She shall be beautiful and strong
The lidless eye of noon shall spray
Tan on her ankles in the hay
Shall kiss her brown the whole day long
I'll know her in the windows tall
Above the crickets of the hay
I'll know her when her odd eyes fall
One May-blue, one November-gray
I'll watch her down the red barn wall
Take down her rusty scythe and call
And I will follow her away

[Channel Live]
(uh-huh, uh-huh)
Yeah!
[Chorus: Channel Live]
Yo, it's the IBC
Illegal Broadcastin degrees
We fightin violent wars to the tip-top
We won't stop, so fuck the cops
Why-O
[Channel Live]
You don't see no turbins, so ain't no need for me to gas you
You rhyme like you on the Island with tattoo
Gods eye view so in Hell I cast you
Your chance look slim like Erykah Badu
Goin platinum if you only sell sex, or convicted
Players play games and let these MC's rip it
This ain't no simple rhymes for Apollo Kids that you spitted
And tell Kiki Shepard she can get the di-dick
My third eye sight, take strike like snake bites
With the power to change dark to daylight
Rock the dirty ass mic like them Isrealites
And shine bright like harassin lights on turn-pikes
[Benny Boom]
Rap soloist, speaks with a legal accomplise
Kenetic energetic scripts that baffle scientists
Bodily harm from the shit that I rip
I make a nigga limp like Sweet Daddy burnin some ?
It's Benny Boom, the reason for these earthquake shifts
Comin harder than Jim Cliff, buckin shots at the sheriff
Procise poetics, when punch drunk from Cognac
With two twenty inch guns, stayin armed for combat
When I release, temperature slightly increase
The type of heat to put Coolie High niggas to sleep
Ragin bull, from takin two puffs and two pulls
Droppin nastier shit than havin swine in your soul
[Channel Live]
MC's is wack, annoyin like they name was P-Dap
Ain't go the nerve to pass 'em, Boogie, take your weave back
You get deceased at, hoes be located where you bleed at
I be seen, fuck you up brotha, you best believe that
Like a Christian, hoes be hangin around like crusifiction
I'm not Atlantic, star, tell your hoe stop wishin
Your bitch is stinkin, like she voted for Richard Nixon
You wanna know who's fuckin right, get the glass to the wall and listen
Too much lime green, got me blinkin from Visine
Niggas be claimin lyrics, but lack timing
Drop like an SB, blow it up like Galesby
I'm Not a Player but when it comes to gettin ass, I wouldn't SB
Bless me, off to the wall, hope these fools don't test me
Fake gangstas always seem to take it short like Joe Pesci
We Organize Rhyme like a Union, no confusion
That you don't know why you fuckin wit, and we ain't prostitution
[Chorus x2]
[Channel Live (Benny Boom)]
Why-O, Why-O, we Organized
Why-O, Why-Yo, yo, yo
We Organized with Rhymes
[Jersey and Brooklyn]

Open up a bag of 20/20 vision then I close my eyes
The animation of my senses helps me see your image in the sky
We can feel the pleasures of the grain
If you want to come in from the rain
Drifting through an open womb of colors that make me want to sleep
Awakening and to my surprise, you're lying next to me
We can hear the song the ocean sings
Holy water baptize me from sin
I'm letting go, let it flow, we can be high again
Just let it go, feel the flow, a journey that never ends
The invitation, to ride a shining star tonight
Take my hand and we can fly away
Celebration of this moment of this life
There will be a better way
The invitation, to ride a shining star tonight
Take my hand, and we can fly away

Drain me and degrade me
But keep me within our reach
You love me as you hate me
Never practicing what you preach
Get off my cloud
My life's just fine without you
Get off my cloud
Your world is on the ground
You blow me away
How can you be so stupid
There's no room up here anyway
Judge me then you hang me
Never hearing a word I said
Oblique and confusing
Are the thoughts you put in my head
Get off my cloud
My life's just fine without you
Get off my cloud
Your world is on the ground
You blow me away
How can you be so stupid
There's no room up here anyway
And now you're falling
Back where you belong
Yes you're falling, falling

Who we got out there tonight?
It's your nogga from California Lakeview, A-1
Whattup A-1, how you?
I'm aight
What can we get you tonight?
I need some of that ruff thang
That Jayo with a Felony, you heard?
Aight
[Jayo Felony]
Uhh.. lyrics, lyrics, lyrics
Uh-huh uh-huh BEOTCH, uh-huh uh-huh
Y'all niggaz wanna know how I do it?
Come along
Check it out
Punk motherfucker I'ma KEEP comin ruff
Guilty or not, give him the 'lectric chair
Nothin scarIER, I cut your throat and bury ya
Ain't nobody fuckin with the, grenade launcher carrier
I told y'all punks don't belong to anyone
Bust a verse and spit the shit, back nigga get back
How do I lace this track like brand new Air Jordans?
That shit is important, I put my FOOT up in this shit
and leave you stiff as Dominican, uhh
Rent again, they ain't paid again
Ain't nobody gon' fuck wit me, cause I'ma rip shit now AND again
AND again, AND again, motherfucker all the way to the world end
These niggaz gon' recognize this fo' times ten
Quotin cruicial with it, don't I seduce you with it?
Take my shoe and put your foot in it BITCH, you can't fit it
ADMIT IT, FORGET IT, y'all gon' have to quit it
Got attempts ommitted, BITCH
YEAH! Jayo Felony
a.k.a. Peer Pressure, what y'all wan' do?
Y'all can't see this shit
Fuck the dumb
Uh-huh!
Yeah
Spit a little somethin like this
UHHH
In these streets daily cold-hearted and considered retarded
from the way that I reacted, from the shit you started
Y'all don't wanna bump heads with these MC's I freeze with ease
Couldn't defrost need help get Red Cross
Get fucked up and dragged off, body-bagged off
Hauled off from the barrel of my fuckin sawed off
Tempted to rip shit and say fuck a bitch that get chips
Lookin for blunt roaches that got dipped
You don't believe me? Wanna see me?
Yeah
This is my last rhyme
Now it's back to study time

[L.S.]
I gotta question (I gotta question)
I gotta question (I gotta question)
I'm pushin about five fifty-five on the mic, how much you benchin?
I'm givin all y'all yahoo niggaz some new shit to jig to
I had to slit you small like that crack in the wall you slid through
And there ain't no callin draw
Whether you my man, or some shorty comin with the raw
I fuck around, and get lost in the portal
Quantum combat, oh I forget, you only mortals
Comin with that normal kid I wrap you up in coil
Hit you up and watch your body burn when it bubble
I'll rip your lampshades, as I rant and rave
I'm raw, plus I got more plants to blaze
It's a fact that fiends, come back to Lean
with vials, long as that aisle in back of Queens
Plus I pack macs with beams
I'm type fear, I'm that nightmare that killed that dream
My gat steam, crazy buzz
I slid with ?, plus severe for you baby luv
I play the role til I'm gray and old (c'mon y'all)
HEYYY HOOOOO, witcha pops on the payroll
No doubt, I'm cold out withcha ??
South to border, I come lay em out for ya
For these liquid assets
This thick-lipped bastard stay, dipped in plastic
Outlaw (outlaw)
Representin, 1998
Pac, peace my nigga
Nino, peace my nigga
Aight?
It's all good we move on
Check we out we move on
Rock like this we move on
I'm far from a busta!
Rock like this we move on
Rock like this we move on

Ha hah
No deezee, heh
When they need work, they call the cali drug expert
Smashin in a six hundred dollar ?bill burnt?
lookin flossy, livin costly, and off the edge
Out of state, they gots to break bread fo' sho'
I needs mo', ice drops for the Lex-o
Baguette sets glow when I'm stippin the Mo'
Freelancin, tryin to build a mansion and stay faded
Have hoes walk around my crib buttnaked
The gravy train, chronic got me losin my brain
but soothin my pain, I'm true to the game
I got my mind made, I gotta be that rich motherfucker
Set it up, so my grandkids don't suffer
The fat Hummer, the fat drummer what's your choice
Tryin to find a sister with a voice, make her moist
My thirst runs deeps as Lake Tahoe
in the black Tahoe
911 codes all over the Bravo
Ain't nuttin but tabledancers and strip models, they bring bottles
but trip, niggaz at parties grabbin they best friend
Tryin to dodge, from the Aftermath entourage
No camouflage, fine linen, fine women
Busters get slugs in em
I twist my spliffs with the green, I make a sick scene
scream through some six by nines and fifteens
Tighten my rhymes like bitch jeans
Mix my dimes with ginseng, controllin this thing
Rock on, get your ride on when you hear it
The forbidden gangland lyrics
Playa haters fear it, get you right up close near it
Posessed by the Eazy-E spirit
Dr. Dre set the limit, and niggaz won't cross this line
it's suicide, and niggaz won't cross this line
In your mouth, puffin with my niggaz down South
What the fuck it's really all about me
I'm comin out, front and back, ninety-eight Brougham
All you fake G's stay home
Leave the shit alone, King T's back on the throne
and my niggaz on the mic straight gone, CRAZAY
Y'all niggaz wanna know the real deal?
I freestyle and smack you in your grill
Bomb lyrics, no special effects or gimmicks
The Aftermath'll put you in the mix, beyotch!
Hah, Organized Rhyme in effect

Down in Chicago there's a corner where the winds blow
The gang is out on the street singing do-whop with the
beat
Lakeside or southside your body likes to be taken for a
ride
Who needs 9 to 5 they've got a hustle all night just to
survive
Down in Chicago where the winds blow
(chorus)
Draggin down Mainstreet
Keepin' up with the night beat
Out on the Mainstreet USA
It's the American heartbeat
And living life is so sweet
Out on Mainstreet USA
Out in Manhattan there are ladies dressed in furs and
satin
Come from all over the world just to see the sights and
lights
Down in Kansas City all the women are so pretty
They learn to stay at home that's where the happiness
is growin'
From New York City way down to St louie
(chorus)
And the rockers in Detroit keep on rockin
The walkers in Milwakee keep on walkin
The politicians in DC keep on talkin
And Cleveland never fades away
Oh - o - oh
On Mainstreet USA
Oh - o - oh
On Mainstreet USA
And the Oilers down in Texas get richer
The cowboys out in Hollywood get hipper
The politicians try to move a little quicker
And Seattle soaks up all the rain
Oh - o - oh
On Mainstreet USA
Oh - o - oh
On Mainstreet USA

(Do you believe in God? '98 nigga)
[Sticky Fingaz]
I'm from New York nigga, the murder capital
Come in my hood wearin the wrong shit, they might cap you
I'm a sinner, I hope God forgive me
At the rate I'm goin now my moms'll probably out-live me
All my niggas is hardcore criminals
All I got left is my word and my genitals
I'm on some thug shit till I get cremated
Me and Larry Davis probably related
I hate the judge and can't stand the cops
Wanna dump on them pigs till my hands get hot
You wanna KILL ME? I ain't scared to get smoked
I'll probably die laughin, cuz y'all niggas is jokes WHAT!
I wanna wrap my hands around your throat WHAT!
I'll make Ted Bundy look like the pope
I show no love cuz I ain't got no feelings
You know the routine, reach for the ceiling
And if not for you, do it for your child's sake, nigga
I'll get you murdered then come to your wake
I speak in four-letter words, my rhymes is curse
Niggas ears gon' bleed when they hear this verse
Holdin court in the streets, I ain't doin a bid
I'd rather die, put that on my unborn kid
There's two ways out the game, death or jail
If there's a God, then WHY THE FUCK I'M LIVIN IN HELL?
[Chorus]
There's two ways out the game, death or jail
If there's a God, then why He got us livin in hell [x4]
[X-1]
X-1'll blast five (BLAOW!) through the back of your neck
Out your mouth, I'll bet that'll straighten you out
Live shit is the realest shit of all subjects
And I love wreck, put the pressure on any suspect
Life tactics is all I spit in my rap shit
Most y'all cats is wack and need practice
Get burned to ashes, spit on your casket
It's mad sick, drastic, it don't get no harder than this
Squeezin hard for the chips
More bricks, the larger the wrist but that's the fun of it
Every car hidden got a gun in it, I'm tryin to get mine
Get out and run wit it, kid extort your block
Unorthodox, this is all off the top
X-1'll throw you off the docks
And I done laid the best to rest over this music
Half y'all niggas is S-O-S WHAT
Stuck On Stupid
[Chorus]
[Blaze]
Slugs I send express, take it to your face and chest
Digest gun smoke, don't provoke finger in trigger
Been love sick, gat throw like ugly
Mister thug clip, biggest the slugs hit
One of you bugs better maintain
I claim you got game, drown you in a lake of octane
Never miss when I cock the four-fifth
Stain your garments, hit any target
>From New York to Cali, I leave you fucked up in a back alley
Swell you up and bury your heart
Shells won't stop fallin, once they start blocks spark
It's trouble, rippin your parts, for your flesh bubble
Hell cuddles my life line in this trife time
Bust shots, live nines
Drive mines crazy like V-J Day
Live life the PJ way, it's D-Day
When A & A sprays
Travelin, like a heat-seekin javelin
Blaze slays rivals when battlin

[Twista]
Yo check it out
It's the Twista in the house
Representin K-Town, Westside of Chi
No lie
You know how we do it, Mobstability style
Adrenaline rushin, suckers facin the repercussion
I'ma set it off like this though, check it out
You just a bitch in disguise
I hear cries, cause you can't whistle for your guys
Surprised when you saw these pistols in yo' eyes
Show no fear like mere mortals
cause I shoot bloody portals, through motherfuckers orals
Niggaz dyin, causin horrifyin pictorals
My passion for blastin made me an assassin
on all other meat shift workers
who's purpose is to serve ?? til they clientele hurtin
Murders got em nervous, I pull my weed and gun out
Blast until they run in the house while I got the blunt in my mouth
Yo Mob blast, I'ma defeat you, run 3-2-1 Contact
Cognac, get me shot with a black gat itchin to bomb back
Hoes can't get no sleep when I sent yo' chief
for the greenbacks you bring us
Shots hit his vest as he grabbed his chest
as I watch him bleed through his fingers, now come one come all
but if all come, all fall, fuck y'all, we raw dogs
that'll come gunnin, niggaz runnin like they soldiers
In the heat of the night if you lookin for static to start up
Guards up, or bring them straps and come ready to mob up
My motto is I'ma live my life fuck the slow and puffin herb
Gettin boss ?, while my money's doublin on the curb
So fuck a job, I'm bustin stains and my idol's Kane
In school I maintained, but at night I was shakin brown brains
Alluminum foil, servin before it's spoils
I got yay on the boil and my inner circle is loyal
and critically acclaimed in the category of gangbang
Constantly showered in black rain, as we bring the pain
[Twista]
You done crossed our inner circle - now I'm fin' to hurt you
cause the Mob peeped all of your loopholes
Let the trigger work you
Bust all of you bitches, and all of you hoes
When the blunt come, stunts better run shit
Look what a thug sprung
See what drugs done?
When I hug the gun it make murder for my loved ones
Thought you was down to die but you been found a lie, so fuck you
Can't trust you, gotta bust you
Plus you nigga can't get licks in hustle
Try to flex your muscle but my criteria overcomes your strategies
Try to make a Mob patter please
I can rat on you and ? an amount of G's
Musta had a lot of bud in him
I can barely bludgeon him, whip out all the stud in him
But I ain't even stunnin him
Then again he's gone, so I just put a slug in him
Dug in him dead and I'm headin then hoes off at the pass
Open up a can of kick ass
Toi aren't we loyal, G's out quick fast
[Ms. Toi]
Yo, it's that, West Coast diva from the Chi
That keepin that P, in the pimpin, so let's fly
to, ??, over here today, to lay down the
funk me and Twista display
Can you even comprehend this ghetto feel
I got my own type of slang and I keep my shit so real
So hold your sack, nigga so you can get back
It ain't a damn thing I lack, I kicks all of the facts
So artifacts, and you artifical game players
It's Ms. Toi with The Union and we straight slay ya
You haters can't even, try to trip with this, respect the Ms.
It's all about that swiftest, Ms. represents
and me, in Cali, I hit that Richter scale
Focus to be mobbin with the tightest females
But oh well, oh well, if that shit don't go down
from Inglewood to Chi-Town
Momma Militia and Twista straight clip ya
It's me, slicin the necks of MC's
with my homey Twista in the Windy City
It's me, slicin the necks of MC's
with my homey Twista in the Windy City

Dear friend the day you left me
I don't why
and your life was way too precious
you touched the sky
Dear friend I know you'll hear me
If I close my eyes
And when I dream about you
"I will always be alive" (be alive)
And if I feel you near me
I will realize (realize)
You'll answer all the questions
From the other sideä
Lay hands on... lay hands on... lay hands on me
If you want... if you need... you can lay your hands on me
If you want... if you need... you can keep your faith in me
We saw the world together
Traveled many miles
And you left the stage with laughter
I'll always be alive (be alive)
And if I hear your thunder
I will realize (realize)
The voices make me wonder
How we lived our livesä
In the story of your life

We organizin (mm-hmm) uhh
Yeah strategizin (mm-hmm)
UHH, c'mon
Five o'clock in the mornin? Where y'all gon' be
Where ya gon' be (hahahah)
In the studio (bustin the style) with Da 5 Footaz
And me, Neb Lo (Neb Lo)
Hit ya like this y'all, whattup Nino?
From A-T-L to L.A. we put it down
[Neb Lo]
Electrify like Edison, in demand like medicine
I'm good for ya, represent the hood for ya
Acrobatic, flip on ya, burst sporadic
Over the track, yea yea, I'ma let you have it
Over here, the view is crystal clear
Swimmin like some ??, quick to hit you from the rear
with pure energy, Neb, A-D-S and K. Born
form a trinity, like a hot shack, heatwave
Blaze misbehave like I ain't got shit
I'm goin all out baby when I drop shit
?? chipper, but who ain't? All in the paint
I'm actin wild and my profile stop this ya can't
I'm Def you SoSo playin mafioso
I bring it live in the flesh move your torso
For the Henny sipper, what we do? Leave them bitches bent up
Cause they jealous, yeah we catchin all the fellas
From sun-up, to sundown I'm in hot pursuit
I keep, Organizin Rhymes so gimme the loot
Ahhh, Neb Love style baby
That's how we do it y'all, that's how we do it baby
[K. Born]
I'm K. Born no amateur, yes I'm a vet
You probably ain't heard of me yet cause we ain't met
but I'll bet, when I test the fire I signify
Leave fools crucified, just say my line, yeah
Jesus, lay your hands on me
Never let me fall into the hands of the enemy
Don't release me please, hear what I say
Send your angels at the right time and let me slip away
from these demons, keepin me from slippin
But I ain't tweakin, cause I'ma keep on sneakin and defeatin
Get back when I attack, with a supreme weapon
Your competition can't compete, so get to steppin
I'm representin to the endin in this rap session
so may God be with you until we meet again
I lift my hands to the sky and he rain blessings
confessions, ye yeah, ye yeah yeah yeah
Can I, can I, get a witness? Yeah
Neb Lo, Nino, ADS, K. Born
better known as Kim Savage
Yeah, West Coast
West Coast, bay-bee!

Said she was an angel, she was mending broken wings
Told me she could teach me how to fly
There's no easy answer and illusions that I hold
I watch her chase the dragon every night
Screeching in my head
It's burning in my bed
I'm looking within
I'm looking without
I'm searching for signs of life
The answers are there
Does anybody care?
Would you talk to me, Old Man Wise
Said he was a saviour, and his mission was to heal
Brought him joy to take away their pain
By the thousands they would swarm, like moths around the light
Blinded by his image and his name
Screeching in my head
It's burning in my bed
The truths in side of you
Is it alive or dead?
Screeching in my head
It's burning in my bed
I'm looking within
I'm looking without
I'm searching for signs of life
The answers are there
Does anybody care?
Would you talk to me, Old Man Wise
Screeching in my head
It's burning in my bed
I'm looking within
I'm looking without
I'm searching for signs of life
The answers are there
Does anybody care?
Would you talk to me, Old Man Wise
I'm looking within
I'm looking without
I'm searching for signs of life
The answers are clear
Does anybody hear?
To talk to me, Old Man Wise
Things got out of control
Things got out of control
Things got out of control

[O.C.] The fuck is up?
[Nast] Yeah nigga
[O.C.] Gotta let these niggaz know, knahmsayin?
[Nast] Crooklyn baby, we're talkin BIG bucks here hah?
[O.C.] Word up.. niggaz comin with that penny ante shit
[?] Turn the beat up a little too, in my headphones
[Nast] Nickel and dime ass niggaz, word up
[O.C.]
Yeah, yo
I'm comin from Brooklyn, NY, where the sneak thieves hawk
And the dreads sell potentest skunk that make you cough
Where the glocks go to war tryin to lay down laws
Resortin to any means, leavin you never no more
Ass-whippin wild like coke-sniffin (fiends flippin)
Dice roll, ass bets, arguments (gas spittin)
Opposite sex admire when you cruise right by her
in the projects (Rolex on the wrists in the Lex)
Cats on the benches like army niggaz in the trenches
Concentration camp like barbed wire fences
Hittin the jukes, crooks with hard looks
Ice cold starin at ya, tryin to get ya shook
Fuck all the bullshit, niggaz gotta keep a full clip
From Bed-Stuy to Fort Greene to Bushwick
[U-Nast]
Y'all know my gat stay sick
Nasty cough with a spit
Whatever I hit, guaranteed I leave it torn and ripped
They'll probably dig that stitch, you probably wig that snitched
After that, get on the phone and drop a line to your bitch
Word is he sick? Tell her what we did to your click
Hand hugs the gun, gun hugs the clip
You get your ass smoked, neck choked, leg broke, no joke
And I don't give a fuck who supplyin your coke
[O.C.]
Thug chemist with your man on the side as apprentice
Young guns stand watch for the beast, the arch-nemis', dig it
Brook-? will forever drop bombs
Connec-tion, the tight ties with Un-ion
Organized Rhymes we shine, ATL connec-tion
Phenomen' O.C. is on, what?
Fuckin with us is like truly poor judgement
U-Nast spit it that he be about the thug shit
Price to pay send you on your merry way

Cold and walking on their heads
Washing hands in tears they shed
As a child is born to a brand new day
Wars are lost and won
As the city sleeps
The dirty deeds are laid
And every time that you think
You're right you're wrong
Now it won't be long
'Till the voice of truth has had it's say
Now it won't be long
'Till everything that's owed is all repaid
Losing faith in honesty
Bathing in our sympathy
Well the child is torn to another way
He's speaking with a gun
Now the city weeps
The dirty deeds were played
And every time that he thinks
He's right he's wrong
Now it won't be long
'Till the voice of truth has had it's say
And it won't be long
'Till everything that's owed is all repaid
Yeah it won't be long
'Till karma comes around again
Around again my friend
As the raven screams
You'll never see the dawn
You look around

We don't fuck wit no devils
Word up
Word up yo
Muthafuckers gettin' hurt up yo
Straight murder yo
Bushot da beady eyed MC
In da back of me is the black ruby
Listen to dis
Don't get caught up in da mist nigga
Watch this nigga
[Buckshot]
What da fuck yall niggas tryna say to me
Step this way, B
And get smacked blaintly
Lately
Mad niggas hate
But I don't give a fuck
Tatoos on my stomach
Plus on my nuts
You get two in ya gut
Straight through da backbone
Sen ya back home
While you be in da crack home
Wit da fake gat phone
Lookin' you all alone
Let me give you a tip
Keep a firm grip
On da heat
You on't want white sheets
Decorating da streets
Shit ain't sweet
Muthafucker suppose to eat
So pass da plate
Cause I'm gonna dump some food on yall niggas
At a fast rate
Fuck tryna wait
I heard them all talk da talk
But they never walk da walk
Niggas hesitate now
Yall niggas said I don't speak loud
But how
Buckshot voice move da crowd
Split you like a white owl
Plow right through yall
In a day
Niggas don't know what to say
I'm a pay lil' niggas
So they throw it my way
But by the end of the day
Bitches buy weight
Only give those hoes boosted clothes
Fuck pretty bitches
I learned not to love those
Buckshot da beady eyed
I ain't aposed
Nigga what
My jewels got yall niggas froze
[Chorus]
Throw it up
Nigga throw it up
Buck da beady eyed
Put two in ya gut
Nigga throw it up
Representing B-C-C
Da beady eyed MC
Nigga what
What, what, what, what
K-A-S
What, what, what
I-N-O
What, what, what
K-A-S
[Kasino]
You can't knock my hustle
We can ball
If it's contact sport
I touch yall
Think small when the contracts bought
I crush yall
Had to crawl before I walk
Now I'm learning to bust now
When da price of coke sky rise
Your team shut down
While da real players play
Yall niggas just play around
I figure know
Which one of these cowards
A spray aroud
Do you really bust your gun
Or like da way it sound
You decide know
Sweater I lay it down
When da beef comes
We squeeze metal
Yall niggas play da ground
I feel like I'm in da circus
Fuckin' wit clowns
Never take me serious
Till I start strippin' them down
Got his pants by his ankles
Bet he's listening know
No one ever fucks me
Less I'm lifting a gown
I need these funds
Trust me yall gonna need these guns
Life's a bitch
And I'm a fuck somethin'
See if she cums
Kasino
K-A-S-I-N-O
Quietly
You gonna say my name
Try it right
[Buckshot]
Throw da bomb at yall
Me I throw it back
I'm off da meatrack
When I'm writing exact
And I smack all you silly niggas
For really niggas
On my last nerve
Should of stop when I gave doop
My word
I heard
Niggas don't pay me no mind
I'm a shackle that your whole line
Crush your body frame
Get blasted out
Perfect python to blow your chest out
Nigga no doubt
Kinda brolic is in me
I'm just da walking manifestation
Of what you wanna be
Don't front on me
Start da onslught
Muthafucker what you thought
My niggas do it for sport
Blow up ya court
Fuck a fort
We fornafide
Stay high wit da purify
Blurry eyed
Beady eyed
Going through wit da mist of da wind
Niggas can't fuck wit dis
Whenever I begin
Blow yall niggas up
Be at da show
Fo-four yall niggas up

[Chorus x2: The Union]
How many niggaz wanna rock wit us, drop wit us
Make it hot wit us, you can shop wit us
Plot wit us, cop a droptop wit us
And if you ain't ready to roll, you not wit us
[Verse One: Misfit]
I'm livin my life, spinnin in dice, women and ice
You're pretendin you're nice, ready wrote raps, men into mice
with a casual switch, heart of a lion, tongue of a snitch
Son of a bitch is the gold-plated, gun of the rich
Welcome to the world I'm runnin the shit, me and the beat click
like the gun and the clip, rhymes in the head like one at the tip
Shootin off at the mouth, y'all ain't got no wins
And I ain't new to this nigga, me and the mic is old friends
Up in the gold Benz with gold rims a blunt and the flyest bitches
while you decide if it's a front, or a sign of riches
I'm hoppin out, iced up, in designer stitches of course
and you still wonder what it cost
We floss, me and Munnie B, sippin Sunny D
Dirty hearts and bad company, you don't wanna see me angry
Boy my click on, shit y'all wish on
Expedition, we glist-en, keep the list-en
Keep the piss on, diamonds, on my wrist long
Y'all just full of smoke like Christion
If the shit's on, then it's on
Me Misfit, Henny sip
Could harm, any click, could charm, any bitch
Don't ask, can he rip, y'all suck, too many dicks
I be, with plnety players, learned, from many pimps
Y'all money came and it went, mines is still here
the dimes is still here, the rhymes is still here
the crimes is still here
Somethin you feel here, everything is real here
Nothing fictitious, regardless of the bad luck y'all wish us
Your click lust for life, what we touch in a week
Up in the club, touchin the freaks
The dancefloor, leads to the sheets
And all beef, will eventually, lead to the heat
I'm right across the water, knowin that the city don't sleep
But for the mill-ions, feel me y'all, comin in peace
Misfit, from out of the Big East
[Chorus]
[Verse Two: Munnie]
To me Munnie/money is never major
cause see I rock gators in many flavors
Players they hate us cause we big willies with navigators
Out to get the money pushin 320's, windows tinted
While my shit is legally represented, your shit is rented
Stackin my chips, mackin my bitch, got crack addicts waxin my whips
Full credits on clips, my chick stash between her hips
Flexin my Benjamins, eatin at Bennigan's
Me and my women friend, me and my Junior M.A.F.I.A. like Kim and them
Swimmin in women, laced wit nuttin but designer linen
Yes the finer women, if you rocked in em, I slide up in em
Went from rags to riches, baggin bitches, lyrically vicious
Your wish is just hopin maybe you can rock designer stitches
Enterprise thick, strictly wise guys runnin my shit
Gun in my clip, and if you talk slick, we runnin your shit
Really, I'm not a player I'm just crush a lot
with thugs that bust a lot
We like to make money and fuck a lot
Sex in a Expedition see that's tradition, my next edition
is sexin flexin my complex position, listen
I'm Gambino with Nino, and I'm runnin shit with the dog
I'm physically chubby and still got it locked like Boss Hog
No matter the cost, me and my Union niggaz we floss
And if your money couldn't stretch, get lost, or be tossed

Is there something I could say to make you change your mind
Never thought I'd have to write this song (I was wrong)
When I see you on the streets I see it in your eyes
Your love is gone, my long was wrong
I hope you find the things you said you need
I'm just dying here 'cause it's not me
Do you think about me, smile without me, I can't stand this pain without you
Did somebody steal your heart away
Do you love without me, cry without me
Do you feel this pain that I feel
You're the only one to mend my heart
Everbody gives a smile and says to let you go
I don't know if I can be that strong
When you call me on the phone it hurst to say goodbye
My friend is gone 'cause my love was wrong
I hope you find the things you need
I've been crying here 'cause it's not me
Did you really feel the way you told me
Did you cry those tears or were you only joking
Do you think about me, smile without me, I can't stand this pain without you
Did somebody steal your heart away
Do you love without me, cry without me
Do you feel this pain that I feel

Yeah, Militia All-Star
[??], first up
Me? I'm Mr. Tan
Rippin' the Sounds, Organized Rhymes
Check it out
[Mr. Tan]
I make this scene here clear, I make this whole spot dissapear
You bustaz better recognize, I Quantum Leap, then reappear
Now fuck last year, cause this year, I'm Jones-in like Eddie
for the nation unknowin, it's on, you cowards ain't ready
for the terror, I run with tru soldiers and drug smugglers
that'll have you terrified, how we ride my nocca, fu'realla
Let's keep this shit classified and clarify the situation
Cause most these fools fakin, I'm takin niggaz down for hatin
See it's total concentration, I'm breakin the rules ??
And I bet the next time they recognize a real rap star
Switchin luxury cars, still just spinnin corners
Organizin Rhymes, and get in where I fit in, potnah hold up
You better show up, witcha gun out your holster
I roast you and your whole crew, I'm Mr. Tan and I done told you
we keep rippin, rippin the sounds
Organized Rhymes, straight puttin it down
We keep rippin, rippin the sounds
Organized Rhymes, straight puttin it down
[Ms. Toi]
Yeah..
Are we in sequence now? C'mon, let me show you how
raw uncut Militia men really get down with that
precious jewel precise, Ms. Toi, cut close
for, perfect piece of ice, sparklin with gleam
Glistenin lookin mean, you try to come test I
make sure I strike you with the West
who's actually one of the best rippin this coast
My mommalicious styles keep hittin em low, rippin my shows
while I, straight get it get it, I warned you
in the beginnin-ginnin, now we straight winnin winnin
And our records be spinnin, worldwide
Where you gon' hide? I rhymes, feelin good tonight
I blows minds for the most times, I shall climb
with these Organized Rhymes
And I'm rippin to make history this time
but I'm still hard to find, and I'm steady waxin to shine
(wax on.. wax off)
[Chorus: Militia]
Organized Rhymes keep rippin the sound
with the Militia, and we straight puttin it down
Organized Rhymes keep rippin the sound
with the Militia, and we straight puttin it down
Organized Rhymes keep rippin the sound
with the Militia, and we straight puttin it down
Organized Rhymes keep rippin the sound
with the Militia.. with the Militia..
Clear to circumfrence, seven CC's for heart pumpin
Lyrically dumpin, MC's ain't sayin nothin
They frontin, soft as a panda, propoganda
Bullshittin they buntin, I'm home run hittin
They fouled, fools is out of the game
Magnified picture, blown out of the frame
360 is 9 baby, equal to verb
Close the first two, proceed, open the third
Hutton, E.F., when illuminati speak
Infrared peep and seek your body heat
like Eraser, spark the spliff and uplift
Yeah shift, steady movin swift with the four-fifth
While all you actors get run over by tractors
The common factor, will use math to subtract you
Minus, my rhyme flows they be timeless
You're spineless, tell your boy to rewind this
Wherever I go, MC's catch heart attacks
Trails are found with fossils and artifacts
A variety of herbal, a garden like Eden

[Intro:]
Dead. Ain't shit diffin all the thugs.
Blew the video. Ras Kass
Organized rhymes, nigga
Listen
[Verse 1: Ras Kass]
I got the currier for thug passion, picture that, the atomic core
Black and wrist, with the crack get the gat.
If I plob more pressure my wrist gets snappy
Groupies get the bozack
Snake niggaz I'm gonna get your ass back, like your ass crack
Shit lowjack and you know that
I ain't never bout wit down nigga
Act crowback, round up, flip flap back wit more drama
Life is six figures, double niggaz wit babies mommas
You know this cat, and if not get the million wit butterflies
MC's live like catterpilla (pilla)
Beyond some dreams, smoke fuckin get paid
Every thing I shave your blades, wit the same drawers
for three days, and run relays, all up in your PJ's
Like I'm from there, where my chronic smokin crew
Hit trees like Sonny and Cher, I came to kick ass
and drink Heineken, so unfortunately I'm almost out of beer
Some say my attitude is fucked up and real crummy
since I come from the state where it's always sunny
Ha ha ha ha ha, I had to find that funny, so I said:
No child, I work hoes for the money
[Chorus: Ras Kass and K. Born:]
So many days, so many nights.
So many mics blown.
So many ways to die, so many strive.
So many days, so many nights.
So many mics blown.
So many ways to die, so many try.
[Verse 2: K. Born]
How you do that there ?
Tellin practically movin MC's, like keys and no C's, please
Fuck the trees, my senses provide the photosynthesis
I got my front and my back, like prevysesis
So tell me who this niggaz think they intimidated
I ain't havin none of that shit that bein constipated
My pants still gon sag on flat ends. Still gonna have cat ends
And I'm still on critically,
the queen of central corner vaugh matches lyrically
So what I'm tryin to say, is y'all ain't fuckin wit me (true)
I am goin to heaven for the weather, and inhale for the company
Once before the icore. Switch my soft war
Release the rugged more, wit the mark of the beast
Fuck a bitch in the mouth, but then pussy gets infected wit gees
Gotti John the Baptist (Who wanna get wet)
You know your mark. Get ready, get set, and lets start a revolution
Yo. Niggaz wiggin out like Whitney Houston
You feel me ? I do shit
Pussy

[Big L]
Check it out now
Big L Corleone (no doubt), Flamboyant Entertainment (uh-huh)
One love to my big brother Big Lee
Holdin it down from the inside right now (come one)
When you come home it's on (watch this)
Herb McGruff (yo), Universal, Harlem World shit
Yeah (no doubt), 1-3-9 and Lennox shit (you know how we do)
Uh, danger zone shit, check it out
I be twistin bitches alot, have em sit on this cock
I wasn't prepared for this, I wrote my shit on the spot
I be droppin like early August, late July
Wit tracks that'll make you cry, hate you die
Stop frontin, you got no dough, might a had, but not no mo'
You mad cuz I knocked yo' hoe
While cops watch me, I got cats that watch po-po
My block loco, don't need a crew I rock solo (what)
Or wit my nigga Gruff
These faggot niggas ain't as rich as us
I need chicks to lust, smoke my weed mixed wit dust
Go ahead and let your crew soup you up
In the ambulance, gon' have to come and scoop you up
Fuck wit my last soul, my new shit is goin past gold
And if you don't agree, you's a asshole
Mark my word, you gon' make me pump the bird
And spark this herb, to homicide chomp the curb, ya heard?
I never hesitate to bump my gun
Harlem World, y'all know where the fuck I'm from
[McGruff]
The game of life, got ups and downs, downs and ups
Kingpin cats lose they crowns in cuffs
Some get murdered, some get shot (boaw boaw boaw)
So lay on, nigga her-oin, cocaine, pot it don't stop
Rise to the top, nigga stop despisin my pops
Yeah I rap, but still got them pies on the block
Bitches lookin at the size of my rocks, size of my knotts
Keep a stash box, ride wit them glocks
Smoke 'dro, fuck po-po, fly from the cops
(What) I'm Gruff and I'ma die for my props
Die by the gun, thou shall come but for now have fun
Fuck bitches, party, Cristal on my tongue
Violence is young, wild as they come
Catch me in Harlem World smokin silence wit sons, what
Aiyyo cats wanna talk trash, yo I talk cash
And take it, make they ass get naked
It's a stickup (get on the floor),y'all niggas crash the pavement
Pass yo' chains, pass yo' Rollies, pass yo' bracelets
Or feel them hollow laced tips nigga
I spray clips at the punks that be runnin they lips
Not ?cunnin? they bitch, gunnin them
Squeeze off, don't miss none of them
Shoot po-po right in front on them
Double-M, goddamn niggas shouldn't have fucked wit him
Y'all niggas sufferin, I'm thug hustlin
Rushin in, in coke spots, cold bustin in
Yeah it's us again, stuck you before
Tied your monkey-ass up, took the bucks and the raw
Nigga what, yeah Harlem World, Big L, Herb McGruff
Nigga holdin it down, 9-8 shit, fuck that, word up
[I Born]
Aiyyo holy war, chrome four-four
Twelve shots call, I came deep
One-hundred-one wolves at your front door
Mouths foamin, rubber grips laid on my hip
Cock it and spit, slit his whole shit, empty the whole clip
Pretty kid, broke a few ribs, did a murder bid
Four-five, got hit wit two more, then the god slid
Why try, watched men die, let the slugs fly
Stay high, I'm from the streets Murderville, NY
I told y'all I was comin, niggas thought I was frontin
I want it all, in nine-bill I'm sayin something
MC's petro, me lose hell no, you're wet no
My verbal techno, spit it for dire out the Expo
Me and D-O, on the lee-low, lay low
Call Grago, Boriquas call em Flaco
The latest Timb's, I got those
Burn that ass like tobassco, you know my name
Hot hell, Fidel Castro, ask no
Questions, fuck you and your weapon
You're pussy, your gun ain't went off since '87
My Mac-11 shot thirty-three in your direction
Where I come from, bums bust guns, what you expected
Well connected, from the slums where life's hectic
Niggas starvin, need paper, jackal's is desparate
Aiyyo movin like Israeli, sippin Henny in Bentley's
Got a deal now, I'm signed what the fuck can you tell me
What, Murderville, all square beware
Hot-hell nigga tortured
[C.L. Smooth]
Ha, listen closely, to how C.L.'s focus be
Who wrote me, a diamond-gold ball rosary
Had supposedly, tarnished his name and status
Draw the fastest, force him go to the mattress
Imagine this, in my technique's
This swervin authentic version M.D. Mount. to Vernon
Touchin anybody like that lime in Bacardi
To whippin all the watercrafts down in Yardie
Half-steppin, hardly make it son, perfectly clear
My yacht master pay your rent for the year
The buck stops here, ain't a damn thing funny
Barbershop niggas always bad-mouthin money
Or maybe, I'm the whole key to you shtick
Hearin cats talk about me like a chick
They gotta be sick, ad-libbing we singin
Went from day one over there we bring it
Or scrap like hockey, cock-ing, blow it ?a-key?
The poss-e, car shows under the marquee
Dressed up, caked out, and vest up
Better rest up, pop bottles till I'm messed up
Paper chase, play clubs like a vacation
On occasion, politicin my situation
Every broad care, what he drive, what he wear
Wit a bonier whisperin the shit in my ear
Yeah, the bombshell, trapped in the Caramel
Get the parcel, iced down the cartel
Knowin C.L.,do know you mack slow
Bitches act though, bigger niggas call me Fatso
Heavy-weight, regulate the tri-state
My team can't wait, for the date to navigate
Let me demonstrate, through time my man handsome
To keep all the pretty girls dancin, HA