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1. _ Cash
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2. _ Won on Won
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3. _ Bucktown USA
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4. _ Money Talks
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5. _ What They Call Him (Skit)
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6. _ Still Standin Strong
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7. _ Live at the Garden (Skit)
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8. _ Back 2 Life
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9. _ Dry Snitch
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10. _ Hold It Down
Hold me down, I'm movin' on the enemy now
For a cause, and he 'cause ya exort at war
I swore to be dedicated, always elevatin', meditatin'
Bout the soldiers who couldn't make it
Take shit forever, that's my position, part of my condition
Is to long live the tradition of the stick 'n' move
Get ya tools ready for construction
We prepare to build or destroy somethin'
Brooklyn born, I be Steele on the real
And I feel like gettin' it on, yo son what's the deal?
For some reason, niggas be fiendin'
And when niggas be fiendin, they be quick to commit treason
But I keep breathin' through, though the season do
Be seemin' to get a lot more hot than usual
So, who can I confide in, who can I trust to bust when I'm ridin'
I don't need no last minute surprises
From those who pose as friends but they be lyin'
I keep my eye on the snitch that's spyin'
Plottin' to brake down my whole enterprises
Some niggas soft but some niggas define shit
True soldier ready for war, so don't try shit
Why you get critical, 'cause the spots held down by the general
[Chorus: x2]
There's only a few that could ride with me
There's only a few that could ride for free
I hold my weight plus yours, when you can't hold ya own
'cause I know you do the same for me, so hold me down
Every clique got a soft nigga in it, believe me
That potray a kid he saw on the streets or in the movies
Tryin' to do the same he seen on the screen
Got his big guns, Timbs, hoody and his jeans
Talk the fast talk but there's a pause in this walk
Rock his jewels, truck and he still eat pork
He get his little hustle on, he run with his major team
Crazy ass dread from Jamaica, Queens
Ain't never seen war up in his face before
Get his news from the barber shop beeper store
But if you let him tell it, he's the last man standing
talkin' bout son, I held it down with the cannon
Should of seen the way that I was blazin' at the cats
Twist of the wrist, while I was pattin' one back
Like that kid did to Menace, when he had the four pound
You know it's only right, I had to hold the fort down
Blazin' with' ya friends, when we ridin'
There's no suprisin', it's all good
takin' chances, in the cut every day
Tryin' to big up, tryin' to big up with my master plan
[Chorus: x2]
As a youth I would sit up in my room and dream
One day I became with a ruthless teen
Little did I know that every step I took
Had already been signed and sealed in some books
So I took a look at what I got to work with of course
And if granted by the source move on with full force
What choice to choose, if I sin will I use
Sittin' with' the reverend in my county blues
To which ever form you base your religion on
Live by the scriptures of the Bible or Karan
Don't burn bridges if you plan to make riches
The ones that you least expect to be the worst snitches
For a dollar, a nigga screamin' holla out
Ya secret whereabouts, so they can come and air ya out
And took the throne, down the shoot dead and gone
The struggle goes on, so hold down ya dome
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11. _ Memorial
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12. _ Black Trump
I had to get some real professionals for the job son
{Numero cats}
Word Up
Word Up
{Straight blazin'}
Blazin' through
Blazin' through
Blazin' through
Blazin' through
Blazin' through
Blazin' through
Pack mode time to strike like a cobra
Poisonous venom through your system killin' you slower
Niggas blowin' through each other
?
?
You know me son show respect when I'm rockin the ?
Steam rollin' on niggas my team straight blowin' 'em
Got em throwin' they gunz in tha air like Onyx
Test the Smif-n-wessun, crew niggas ?
Let me warn y'all killas upstairs, I see all y'all
Heavy like balls, niggas I might blow y'all
Your ammo see y'all court block, blowin' up ya ammo
Handle gun on the ledge I might blow his hand off
Lookin' at you wide like fuck you probably think I'm high
What, chain around my like bluff, headin for Egypt
Hennessey drink, mahogany guns
Trees duck, come out yo shirt
Buckle knees duck, like a rag nigga, throw some weed up
It's Casablanca rag throw some g's up
Let's poly slow motion status, bring the keys up
Wonderin' runners is lookin' mighty feesed up
Right suit bitch F-B-I throw his gunz up
Vegaz money niggaz holdin' gunz
Armed for the lift, bustin', pussy's up
Yo baby need new shoes and a outfit
I see ya stick up kidz ya come wit, the dick lick
Swing hit limp from bushwick
Two hits wit da to deck shit
Ya heard about 'em now open up ya shirt
And sew the tag see green
Ya double, if ya triple, ya bitch push me
[Chorus: x2]
Got a poly wit ya crew stickin' loot up
Ya big up weight throw ya boots up
If ya step into da club wit ya gunz up
Puttin' pictures on mine ta raze da roof up
Gotta keep it in da fam, check, check it out
Minolta flash, gun in da stash
Homin for both hats
Tek why ya slap fire out em, hold fast
Bitchez gotta pay da hard way, Allah swingin on 'em
Like a San Diego Padre
You first went da godz way, say lets start way
Professional marksmen, swimmin' like killin' sharks
We leak, feelin' heartless
On point like a dart shit
Bomb Yo camp if you want this
Connect with convicts, on some John shit
Switch do camouflage, cat get the money in fact
Go to war like Japan, if you push and do dat
Keep his movements to 3, when he out in da streetz
Keep the stash filled with high heat, when drove the streetz
Keep the ghetto bashers, when in your crib like to mash men
When I run wit a tek and we ain't askin', we blastin'
Chef wit da extra cannon from Staten
Rhyme official live, bust caps when makin 'it happen
You gotta make power moves, black gunz and cash rule
Hold my eight straight, 'cause I been payin' dues
Wave kid from way back tryin' to make a mil stack
When Miami money cats will leave you layin' down flat
[Chorus: x3]
[Repeat: x7]
Raze da roof up, word up
[Repeat: x6]
Guess who's the Black trump
[Chorus: x2]
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13. _ Off the Wall
Let me ask this question real quick,
Um, as far as the smif-n-wessun
And the name change and everything like that
Now how did that come
About? how did that evolve
Into the cocoa brovaz and everything like
That?
That was jealousy, man.
That's all that is, man. (jealousy, man)
Jealousy and ignorance, man.
Yeah
Niggas got me stressed, man
Oh, just burn a spliff don't worry about that
In my pink cadi, I have a ?
Uncle sam arms men to kill in the 'hood
I make 'em snap it, test it
My choice of weapon
That smif-n-wessun, mm
Try
Sue me for the namesake
Yo, who's pimpin'
Yo, who's pimpin'
I woke up in the morning, what did I see
Unknown faces starin' down at me
First off with the flee
As fear overpowered me
Cloriphil got me ready to black, I can't breathe
Niggas askin' me who's Smif and who's Wessun
We got you now we're lookin'
For your partner 'cause you're messin'
With the incomin' currency
And frankly we don't give a fuck about your privacy
We been watchin' you for a while now
We know about the calls made back and forth down south
Word of mouth
You had your peoples workin' out
But I doubt you had 'em lookin' out
'cause we can pick 'em out
Now we got 'em listed on our internet systems
Know about the crimes and the names of all their victims
Even got the pinpoint spotter where you hang
You got big dreams comin' 'round tryin' to change things
Let me say
Why they try to suffocate
And stifle all of our intentions
They want our suffarations,
Trial and tribulations, too much to
Mention
Well, tell them that we no 'fraid
We don't have a big gate
From every corner, angle, and section
? not quite far
I see '99 in crystal ball
Them city-order ducks softly walk
I got subpoena by the government the other day
I opened it and read it
It said they was suin'
Said I couldn't move the way that I was movin'
And I couldn't do the things that I was doin'
Causin' mass confusion with the name that we was usin'
Said they gun sales was conflictin' with our music
Sent me multi-paid contracts just to prove it
The trademarks on belt-buckles, shirts, and knives
Ain't that the most off the wall shit you heard in your life
Probably heard his junior singin' Mr. Ripper's in your area
Feel your heart skip a beat as I'm nearin' you
I'm hearin' ya
Askin' yo seed, who was me
At the same time you break my classic CD
Run it to the phone callin' up ?
I had it up to here with these damn rap neegers
They even got my local boys sayin' that stuff
I wanna draft my plain data for a million plush
I gotta letter from the corporate the other day
I open and read it
They said they was suin'
Somethin' about we was causin' confusion
Wanted me and my son to change the name we was usin'
Had our associates nervous
Soup, try to serve it
Got our investors actin' real shady tryin' to jerk us
Got tek ready to break somethin'
I'm chillin' and stayed pumpin'
Say somethin'
I tell you why the frame won't even think nothin'
Hell fell
Oh, well
I yell
Swear
We gonna send 'em all to hell
We gonna send 'em all to hell
So you're hesitant
Where a brother quest to represent
I sense no hinder, gender, two-faced intent
In fact, cops signed the last government
Contract
Yeah, um
So where's your first world war
Now presently on tour
Hardcore
Come on knockin' at your door
Your revolver took down many of '90's lords
Cut to that ad campaign, your gun stores
So they welcome your floor of a tribe called cocoa
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14. _ Myah Angelow
Sittin' in my lab,
Lookin' over formulas and fresh shit in bags
Oh, yeah, oh yeah yeah
Ooh gotta keep on pushin' ooh
(gotta keep on pushin')
(keep on pushin' if I wanna make it)
Now I realize,
I gotta get my eyes on the prize
The road to success is a long ri-ide yeah
Now I struggle and strive,
Just to stay alive
So I been told,
Only the strong will survive,
Only the strong will
Survive Yeah ooh
(only the strong survive)
(only the strong survive)
(only the strong survive)
(only the strong survive)
(only the strong survive)
(only the strong survive)
Ooh only the strong will sur-vive
(gotta keep on pushin')
(keep on pushin' if I wanna make it)
(gotta keep on pushin')
(keep on pushin' if I wanna make it)
Steele
Up early in the mornin', take position on the streets of NY
My state like Bed-Stuy, either do or I die (do or you die)
So I try not to rely on godz in times of need
And focus on my dough cause I must proceed (must proceed)
Mama used to say Id make it and I take her advice
She was on her 9 to 5, I was out on heists
Tryin' to get mine, how to commit crime
Only way ma dukes find out is if I get time
Jucks after jucks, til I got hit with the book
Even though I hurt her ma dukes still looked out
Kept me strong ever since she let the seed out
The womb
Wanna take it from em, or take it to em
Whats the reason of life, stack doe or live trife
Become a family man supportin' kids and a wife
Like your pops who break his back to bring home likle scratch
Or black who pushed the AK ot with gpacs
Makin' a killin' by fulfillin' dreams so by his man borne
Who says duke kasoffer hate the ground that he walk on
Or do I greez my steez, purchase a 2-piece
Walk in some company, talkin' bout hire me
Watch your heart catch money bags
With kids from Nostrand ave
Poured out some liquor when I heard
My nigga Black passed (pour out some liquor)
From multiple gunshots between 3 and 5
Mama always told me only the strong survive
And now
I realize that I gotta keep my eyes on the prize
The road of success is a long drive, 2X
So I struggle and strive cause I'm told
Only the strong survive, only the strong survive
Only the strong survive
Only the strong survive
Only the strong survive
(only the strong survive)
Now I realize, I gotta get my eyes on the prize
The road to success is a long dri-ive yeah
So I struggle and strive,
Just to make it right
So I been told,
Only the strong will survive,
Only the strong will
Survive
Tall Sean, Ruck
Ladies and Gentlemen
In shoes, sneakers, Timberlands,
Get out your seat, move your feet,
With more love than Wimbledon
For who Sean Price, no relation to Vincent
Probably seen my face up in the seventy third precinct
Or indecent exposure
In possession, the verbal weapons
Cause crews
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15. _ Spanish Harlem
Ah where's everybody up
It's Tony Toca the one that's got you screamin' "Esta loca"
Dalle juevo Is my mic Leggo my Eggo
Spanish Harlem all the way to San Diego
Make it happen
You know like movin yayo
I set my product that shit's far from the palace
Mantequilla not manteco oh senso mia
Cocoa brovaz hurricane mida mida
Ton touch sound doofy eatin fajitas
Chillin' in the B-boy stance
In my Adidas
While senoritas be screaming Buenos Dias
Rock steady by now you know the steelo
Mi correo still gets down on the leelo
Tahino indians welcome to my teepi
Pop in the CD and let's get freaky
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Boriquia, about to pass it off to the rasta
It's the el generalno
Tell your baqua where's the hydro
If the chocolito make my eyes low
BC a tomb bab with me and my man
Trying to double our ends with the el capitain
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Undressin' me, thinking about sexin me
While I ?
Blazing, kicking lingo with this bingo
Who got hot making the peicos out in santo domingo
El socio, used to go to the acopulco
Every weekend tricking on chulas, he was beatin
But on the streets of Harlem around the grand concourse
He had to force a loco, with amigos he used to boss
A dios mios, just like el ninos ?
[Chorus]
Harlem got the pace in it (boogie, boogie got the cake in it)
Crooklyn keeps on takin' it (queens cats been making it)
I do this for my soldiers in the streets
Who stand toast to toast with the cousin asleep
Making illegal transactions
World-wide connections
Forced up a change like the name smif-n-wessun
See me coming through and my nigga clef too
Or the 650 blowing up the Grant's Tomb
Mobb beats to protect slaying your street bite
Like a killing, over-dealing for the pearly white
Blows down your mother fucking roof
It be hurricane g, subwoofin' out ya asshole
From first staff, up through parks from the heart
They better stand though and my niggas up in Spanish Harlem
Who don't give a fuck and my box stuck cutting up tribal
Forget the hydro, 'cause we gonna keep it live all night yo
Yeah one love to my fam in boriquia land
My emanitos sparking up trees
112 buddah keys barking up Puerto Rican queens
Smacking all rice and beans
And you know my emanitas keep it real
In timboso high hills
All my pitycitas who ain't fucking around
Sontaras holdin shit down for the crown
Tony touch, cocoa brovaz and I
Keep the body all high
No doubt
If he CPR in the mother fucking house
I'm talking about crazy Puerto Ricans
Who beefing
A few heads is busted because I see them leaking
Freaking, because I be frying bitches up like hoochie fritos
For my five bitchulitos
Yo, yeah word up and if you can't get with it then kiss my a*s
But your, on thea real I want to say one love and rest in peace
To my nigga Bridge from 112
Big up Johnson Projects
Jefferson in the house
An the whole Spanish Harlem
Word up one love to the barrio, cocoa brovaz,
Tony touch and hurricane G
Peace daycoro song papi
Uh what yeah yeah
Uh what uh
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16. _ Game of Life
Yeah, after Dah Shinin, it all became clear to me
I knew things would be different son
I knew it'd come time for a change
Seems like the time is now
Jah! Rastafarai
Greetings to my soldiers and soldierettes
Jewel on the world, make the earth sink
On the brink of divinity, defying gravity
Reachin' for infinity
Can he be incarcerated by the limits
Stuck, they can't function
Caught up in the scrimage
This game called life only lasts minutes
Once you in it, be in it to win it to the finish
As the sun heats, I put my feet to the concrete
Hard to sleep so I take it to the streets
Hold my head up, try to keep it movin'
Fed up with losin'
I need some air
I think I take a cruise with you
I'm using, what little know how I possess
To keep our familia down to rest
Now I stress defensive tactics
'Cause police seem active
Got me in the crib sleepin' with heat under the mattress
In case of home intrusion:
First the dogs go "bark"
Then about five sparks bringin' light to the dark
Like ? does his movement when he's dealin' with math
Or the boss tell his workers where he's keepin' the stash
When that gun blast, better have Jah on your side
Or an act of devine intervention from the most high
I know guys that get a thrill from the kill
And other niggaz, who hold the greed to sling ?frills?
Chorus
Demon's tryin' to take my soul away
But they won't get my soul today
Will I get locked up or blown away?
Just stayin' strong is a price to pay
(Repeat)
Damn I haven't worked since I was 'bout 17
They had time busy hangin' out being a drama fiend
I had to run the streets, see what the night brought out
Sneak in the crib
Hear my moms prayin' to God that I sprout
Take all responsibilities like a man would do
'Cause she know that the streets can bring the worst out of you
She told me concentrate on school but what I do about loot?
I want to push the fat ride, have bitches sweatin' me too
But you know you need dough so you can do the do
And going to class everyday don't bring in no loot
Plus I just been told that I was cold by club bouncers
Standing there hot headed ?bout to set it while they denounce us
Crab niggaz still beggin? for CD?s
While brothaz? careers is stuck on halt and freeze
About to face extinction ?pockets dead is thinkin??
Something ain't peace and suicide?s part of my thinkin?
Even God don't hear my prayer or him just not care
Got a son in this world, stressed out losin? my hair
Chorus
It?s time to take the struggle to the pavement
Let the people know the mayor sent the OK for enslavement
Orders from the government
Official stubborn men with egos runnin? shit
They put the hit out on whoever try to get out
And they are the directors who are dead and ?
Even down south in Atlanta
Police play the pawn for their master
It?s a disaster, practicing who can kill us faster
For less than nothin? like they did Bobby Huton
Corruption got me clutchin? my rifle for gun bustin?
Somethin?s cookin?
Look at the way some faces be lookin?
Cross the bank rock on to Brooklyn, Texas
Even in Houston P?s be shootin? us like sitting ducks in groups
And I can't trust who or what
That will explain the way I watch you, plus,
I know the chosen are few
Many come around to proclaim things they know not
Let alone maintain
Shame, some of my worst enemies
Live right around me and look just like me
I see that its time to intensify the movements in front of my eyes
can't rely on a seeing dog they got me
Or lay and wait for the devil to surprise me, nah G
Chorus (twice)
It only takes a line to make the mind think
Drop a jewel on the world make the earth sink
I'm on the brink of divinity, defying gravity
Reaching for infinity
Plenty be incarcerated by the limits
Stuck they can't function caught up in the scrimage
This game called life only lasts minutes
Once you in it, be in it to win it ?till the finish
(repeat)
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17. _ Blown Away
Losin' my mind, tryin' to stay high
Losin' my mind, tryin' to stay high
Losin' my mind, tryin' to stay high
Losin' my mind, tryin' to stay high
I got so much trouble on my mind
Refuse to lose
But sometimes the flesh get's weak
And I regret the decision I choose
But I'm not trying to sing the blues
'cause life goes on, remembering the verse Nitty showed me the song
Kept me calm for a minute though
Got me mellowin' Juda blaze the Cocoa
But in the back of my mind I still know
I still got a job to do, for real yo
Give thanks for the meal, it's time to peel though
Lick 'em off, soon be back to bill yo
On the bricks side where it's real for sho
But what's really buried deep in the mind, no one knows
My peeps keep me grounded, so my head don't blow
It's a struggle but the mo, I smoke the mo my mind flow
Losin' my mind, tryin' to stay high everybody fuckin' wit me
'cause they know I keep a pound of trees 'cause I gotta maintain in me
But I'm losin' my mind, tryin' to stay high
Gotta link with my B.N.C.
It's the life of my man who lived for the root of all evil
I can't knock him though, 'cause we was once consider peoples
We broke bread at the same chicks crib, two ribs
We just roughed up gums, we just brushed up
I burglarize my first joint playin' with stack money
Who motto was "I die for it" quote from Stack Money
Head cappo, 'cause shots round the big apple
Ain't never been no punk, my guns bust directly at you
Would of sworn he was the thoroughest, came threw like the prettiest
Big boy Benz, 500-S series
Dump him for the love of money, by the root of O.J.'s
'Bout it to half smoke Philly comin' out the ash tray
I didn't even know, just knew my man, Mr. Brown
And I've been linkin' up with dunn for 3 months now
Looked at my kiko asked him, which body cocked thee
Returned to death stair, eye's full of blood shot
Try to block it wit a chuckel, hit that shit nigga, fuck you
Fuck him, pull my coat, just hop up on the dust too
Like it's cool to be smokin' on the rulers
Don't hit the spliff, less until you twist the Buddhas
I'm losin' my mind, rollin' my dime
Friend of mind, tryin' to lace my weed
That's a muthafuckin' friend I don't need
It's a shame, it's a shame, how you blamed your man
For some shit that you been through, but you don't understand
It's a price to pay, the price when you play the game
If you get up in the game, get hit up in the game
I seen niggas snitch just to come home quick
Money came home, but he got hit
In the bubble whip, with the system in it
One shot, fire two, then burst shit that's what happen when you thrust
You think you comin' home, but you meetin' chrome
You really thought you had the throne, 'cause you was the bone
On the block, as the bomb rock, now you
Under a rock, so the money stop, gettin'
All the rules of the game, so you plan flop
Niggas seein' a vision, tryin' to make it to the top
Now I'm losin' my mind, gotta take time if I wanna roll that weed
'cause you know I gotta roll it in the leaf, can't fuck with no stemi
I'm losin' my mind, smokin' my dime on the lo lo from these
'cause you know them niggas lookin' for me
From some shit back from the eighties
I'm losin' my mind
Fuckin' wit' ya niggas one time
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