Drug money flowin', jealousy is growin' Paranoia got him second guessin' D-T's on his back got him stressin' He was at the light blazin' up traum Around
guess y'all useless, just talkin music Never mistake me for a fake MC You got the wrong idea nigga I'm CT fool Get murdered in a second in the first
all useless, just talkin music never mistake me for a fake MC you got the wrong guy (fuck you) they call him CT (fool) get murdered in a second in
you wanna Make it out alive kid you might die I could fuck up your homies Everylast one a y'all is a free fall ah no Dynamite all around me In ten more seconds
'm like the low-ridas, I like the oldies You know songs, like Agony and Ecstasy by Smokey You's a phony, I heard your single Corny, like a thirty-second
the general public) Yo.. you over there Styles? - Yeah dog (Anybody sleepin on us) Second album nigga - two guns up nigga Real L.O.X. - blaze! "We Are
' crazy noise and ruckus Shuttin' down crews and motherfuckers In low beta, not to be fucked with like the swamp gator Potato, on the barrel of the snub nosed when I blaze
What y'all fools know about perculatin' on lo-lo? Mics an' six fo's, nigga, ha ha, no more hand claps, please, nigga Here we go, just blaze To all my
man, I set up my own fam I never was a kid, came out the pussy a grown man I slept in a slum, I'm second to none I give you ten seconds to run, 9, 7,
MC's, you are bound to fall 'cause your real world is not a world at all [1 - Street] Drunken Master, styles causin' street disaster Blaze cut faster
all cracked If the police was behind us, he wouldn't even jump out with the strap Now that's what I call a beeyatch! (Beeiyitch!) I second the emotion
right there [Noreaga] What, what, yo, you know Nore, type a nigga stay real trump I ain't the type to fight a nigga, just blaze you up What the fuck
crossing the globe Got these rap chicks scared to breathe the cough on their toe Crossing their toes damn near fart through their nose Buckin' that whoa, I hope they put her project on hold Few seconds
MC's, you are bound to fall 'Cuz your real world is not a world at all Drunken Master, styles causin' street disaster Blaze cut faster than a fairy
swear I pulled it out Daddy and his cheap cologne Swore we'd never be alone But I was so much smarter I was smarter getting harder Ten seconds, his den
a left U-Turn, my tires burn, my concern, was the truck comin head-on collision waited a second, changed position Close one heh, I almost went up in a blaze
wall [Verse 1] The all around the world Digital Underground, Pac The Rudloph the red nosed reindeer of the Roc I take my chain, my 15 seconds of fame