heheh,,, ok, you asked for it =)
It´s murda music, real life situations,
placed on the paper
for you cats rappin´,
actin´ like it can´t happen,
nigga, we the most infamous,
my team glows in the dark,
your click´s the dullest,
overconfident niggas get punished
take a number and get on line for drama,
you wildin´ like you was one of my own,
that shit don´t mix
we clashin´, make moves, handle your biz,
gun pose, take action, reach for those
long chrome noses, up my gun blows,
your legs turn noodles,
you shot a few going down,
i´ll give you that much,
you went out, close by not cigar,
you must be a f***in´ retard,
extending your arm in my direction
you better squeeze hard,
my rank is that of utmost respect,
ya niggas only know what you heard on ca**ette,
manifest words in the flesh,
niggas always see the light after they bleed a few pints,
take your most VP dunn, leave ´em like the letter T,
you won´t see me run,
unless it´s police,
now, take these words home and think it through,
´fore the next ryhme we write might be about you, dunn.
- Prodigy
