Serious Rap Shit

Bless to the brothers (Yeah son)

That are R.I.P. (Word, word)

Know what I'm sayin'?

To my man Boot Bang

To my man Harry O

To my man Ray Phil

To my man E

Word up

Stay strong my young black brothers

Times about to end boy

We gotta take it from '95 to 2G

New York style, ghetto style

2000 And on baby

Live

Throw your hands in the air

Word to mother

Word up

From Jump Street I thump beats, that's bangin' in the street

See now my cypher's complete

I got each of my brothers on my side right and left

Who's next to flex? I give more thrills than sex

Microphone is like a loaded MAC

Who's that there that's tryin' to hold us back?

I don't think so, we attack the premises

I'm like your nemesis, devils better remember this

Yo, the G-U-R-U of the Gang can always hang

I'll string you out, with the dope that I sling

And you can't touch it, when I'm goin' off

And crazy shouts, to my **** up north

Although you're locked down, you're still on my mind

So rewind selector, rewind, rewind

I'm kickin' shit off my dome

I puff the chalice with the dread

Feel the steel, the real, the chrome

Me and my fam take this rap shit serious

New York to L.A., and you **** best to fear this

Me and my fam take this rap shit serious

New York to L.A., and you **** best to fear this

Ayo spark up the mic, little shorty on some wild shit

I'll pull your file, walk down the streets without a smile kid

Shit is gettin' hectic, I'm packin' a MAC-10

**** wanna check it, I'm thirsty for action

'95 Shit is real, gotta pack my steel

Just in case a **** try to kill me, chill

I ain't goin' out like that, I bust enough caps in backs

And other **** they be fakin' jacks

Best what to back up, before you get smacked up

You act up, reload the clip, now back up

Straight up, don't let me break fool, because you'll lose

Me and my fam take this rap shit serious

New York to L.A., and you **** best to fear this

Me and my fam take this rap shit serious

New York to L.A., and you **** best to fear this

Me and my fam take this rap shit serious

New York to L.A., and you **** best to fear this

Me and my fam take this rap shit serious

New York to L.A., and you **** best to fear this

I sit back, and watch MC's take freefalls

Bounce 'em off walls, like Superballs

Stand tall, and terrorize MC's

All the ones who wanna be like me

You can't get with the exquisite shit I kit it

You get caught up like Ted Kennedy, in Chappaquiddick

You can't roll with my flavor or style

I outlast MC's by miles

And I got, the hot, style that pops

I'm givin' hardrocks, bodyshots when I rock

You can't even test me, no matter how hard you try

Fuck around, lay around, punk, do or die

I'm back again, the roughneck **** from Boston

When I swing, I got mad drama that I bring

The crews, all back me up

And we come to rip 'cause our shit's too rough, yeah

Me and my fam take this rap shit serious

New York to L.A., and you **** best to fear this

Me and my fam take this rap shit serious

New York to L.A., and you **** best to fear this

Me and my fam take this rap shit serious

New York to L.A., and you **** best to fear this

Me and my fam take this rap shit serious

New York to L.A., and you **** best to fear this

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