"Aaaaaaaah... I told you motherfuckers
Now what the fuck is going on?
You done started a war here now it's on here."
Lil Fame speaks: All for this bowl. (Uh) You know what I mean
Bizzy Womack back up in this motherfucker. (Firing Squad, nigga.)
No I ain't went nowhere, nigga. Fucking with the best
(Oh yeah, to the death.) Saratoga and St Marks Ave
(Firing Squad, nigga.) I know what the fuck I'm talking about
(Go 'head, nigga, go ahead, go 'head nigga)
Verse one: Lil Fame
Ghetto warfare, heavy metal warfare
You done started a war here, now its on (YEAH)
What the fuck, NIGGA?
You thought you was gonna slide, you gon' run a muck, NIGGA
I'ma make you feel like you got hit by a truck, NIGGA
I pluck herbs like birds, then I brainwash em
Watch Fame squash em
Look what I brought to ya
And when I'm gone do ya
Slugs run through ya, HALLELUJAH
Keep deep focus, the locust of war raps
Hard Fizzy Womack
Set it off like them for Bronx
(Borrow lives!) Roll this thug
(Sorrow lives!) Hold his slug
Bruisin niggas, but it hurts to lose a nigga (Its bug!)
Anaconda, wanna take me under
For jealousy, Goddamn yo it makes me wonder
But the path I follow been blessed
From my certificate of like, to my. certificate of death
Now what the fuck is going on?
You done started a war here now it's on here."
Lil Fame speaks: All for this bowl. (Uh) You know what I mean
Bizzy Womack back up in this motherfucker. (Firing Squad, nigga.)
No I ain't went nowhere, nigga. Fucking with the best
(Oh yeah, to the death.) Saratoga and St Marks Ave
(Firing Squad, nigga.) I know what the fuck I'm talking about
(Go 'head, nigga, go ahead, go 'head nigga)
Verse one: Lil Fame
Ghetto warfare, heavy metal warfare
You done started a war here, now its on (YEAH)
What the fuck, NIGGA?
You thought you was gonna slide, you gon' run a muck, NIGGA
I'ma make you feel like you got hit by a truck, NIGGA
I pluck herbs like birds, then I brainwash em
Watch Fame squash em
Look what I brought to ya
And when I'm gone do ya
Slugs run through ya, HALLELUJAH
Keep deep focus, the locust of war raps
Hard Fizzy Womack
Set it off like them for Bronx
(Borrow lives!) Roll this thug
(Sorrow lives!) Hold his slug
Bruisin niggas, but it hurts to lose a nigga (Its bug!)
Anaconda, wanna take me under
For jealousy, Goddamn yo it makes me wonder
But the path I follow been blessed
From my certificate of like, to my. certificate of death
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