enough no! after a bottle of J I feel ready to rock this goddamn place [chorus] After a shot or two at your place there is no doubt painted on your
last enough no! after a bottle of J I feel ready to rock this goddamn place [chorus] After a shot or two at your place there is no doubt painted on
a pound You ain't invited means you simply ain't down [ ROUND 2: Shaquel Shabazz ] Wake up it's time to be noticed I'ma do this, I'm gonna show this
pimp Nelly chain so long got him walk'n wit a limp Ali is throwin' money in the front row And 'er body scream'n slow down but where the hell is slow
down low, that's right What's up? I'm hot tonight What's up? We hit the spot tonight What's up? That's right That's right, that's right Like this, and this
want and I'm doin' alright That's why I just might celebrate tonight And if you ain't down with it then get off your back To St. Elsewhere, who the hell
room You can hear 'em holla 'Goon Squad' in this bitch Let me hear you holla 'Goon Squad' in this bitch Let me hear you holla 'Runyon Ave.' in this bitch
imperfection, after death come The black son in the ghetto section The light protect them from the iron weapon This is madness... [Chorus: Killah Priest] This is madness, this
yeah This is the sound of Big Beat [Big Sound talkin'] Yeahhhhhhhh! I get out now SOUTHSIDE! NEW YORK! The box will rock you Hahahaha, have already placed my sound through the streets This
to the club I gotta work at the club Take pictures and sign autographs Ya know what I mean I don't need to be in your club for real And club dollars
better get going when i cock the heat theres only two places thats hell and (?) that im not to be, heh Bennie Franks is the name shit down south is where
y'all in y'all place We stay ballin?, you know my homies down to ride I represent the Southside with pride, Southside We stay ballin?, you know my homies down
believe this shit, word up, word up I seen some cold nights and bloody days They grab and me bullets spray They use me wrong, so I sing this song 'til this
but ain't nobody try to tell me We maintain! Chorus [Mil - Verse 5] I'm a hell-raisin nigga and I'll burn the place up (Mil) The streets made me, look
Ecko Look, before this rap shit, we all was glockin On the strip, yeah, was all was clockin Waitin til them semi-autos poppin My gun is like a club on
hear 'em holla Goon Squad in this bitch Let me hear you holla Goon Squad in this bitch Let me hear you holla Runyon Ave. in this bitch So who am I gonna
Boogie] Let, let it be known in this game we're the illest MCs F being cool, when I pass by you feelin' the breeze I'm hotter than hell, my mission is
