[DJ Premier scratch: "Let the games begin" - WC]
[Verse 1: Panchi]
Yo, do the knowledge to the master builder blowin' the spliff
The new millennium, Hiram Abiff
Gotta watch what I say to you niggas so I code my 'sation
'Cause the shit ain't really pass the statute of limitations
The streets still holler about how strong I am
Niggas I hurt still holler about how wrong I am
As a little nigga broke, baking soda and coke
Had me amazed how my steady hand kept it afloat
Let it sit, cool and harden, hit the set cool and heartless
In front of the store projects, as long as I made a profit
I see you eyeing me, your fire escape diary
Filled with pages of episodes of shying me
Nonbeliever, my hammer for hire
Hit your ass so close that your coat will catch fire
Dog, the stakes are dire, I'm no liar
Holdin' court in the street, B, 'cause I got priors
[Verse 2: Shiggy Sha]
Same team no games, these chicks that blow brains
Rather watch Soul Train than corners rocking cocaine
Got no shame, trying to build these figures
HeadQCourterz left, he ain't gone, he still with us
Not in the physical, through us he live
I can see him with Big L, Pun, Pac and BIG
Watching over the kid like "Yeah, Shigg, the wait's over"
Inhale that Ether, blow out and Takeover
I'm the truth; give you proof at your video shoot
Pull them cannons on you while them cameras on you
How you love that?
Don't wanna bump with Stax
So go ahead, dumb up, make me call Krumb up
"It's the Militia"
Y'all niggas don't know about I
Got me heated, frustrated, about to blow my high
Me and Panch blazing, Rave got the gauge raising
Sick of talking about it, niggas ain’t on my wavelength
[Verse 1: Panchi]
Yo, do the knowledge to the master builder blowin' the spliff
The new millennium, Hiram Abiff
Gotta watch what I say to you niggas so I code my 'sation
'Cause the shit ain't really pass the statute of limitations
The streets still holler about how strong I am
Niggas I hurt still holler about how wrong I am
As a little nigga broke, baking soda and coke
Had me amazed how my steady hand kept it afloat
Let it sit, cool and harden, hit the set cool and heartless
In front of the store projects, as long as I made a profit
I see you eyeing me, your fire escape diary
Filled with pages of episodes of shying me
Nonbeliever, my hammer for hire
Hit your ass so close that your coat will catch fire
Dog, the stakes are dire, I'm no liar
Holdin' court in the street, B, 'cause I got priors
[Verse 2: Shiggy Sha]
Same team no games, these chicks that blow brains
Rather watch Soul Train than corners rocking cocaine
Got no shame, trying to build these figures
HeadQCourterz left, he ain't gone, he still with us
Not in the physical, through us he live
I can see him with Big L, Pun, Pac and BIG
Watching over the kid like "Yeah, Shigg, the wait's over"
Inhale that Ether, blow out and Takeover
I'm the truth; give you proof at your video shoot
Pull them cannons on you while them cameras on you
How you love that?
Don't wanna bump with Stax
So go ahead, dumb up, make me call Krumb up
"It's the Militia"
Y'all niggas don't know about I
Got me heated, frustrated, about to blow my high
Me and Panch blazing, Rave got the gauge raising
Sick of talking about it, niggas ain’t on my wavelength
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