(feat. GangStarr)

[Lil Fame]
Here comes the revolutionist, executionist
Flip a triple six into three nines, cause a crucifix
Each man holdin, no man foldin
Coast is clear and Premier's in the green tank rollin
Prepare, get on your post and stand clear
They wantin to

[Lil' Fame]
Seventy-five
Raised on a strip called here brotha hill
Where guns pop and cops get killed
This is the place where paranoya
Destroyin' niggas cash cases mo' try to flash they lawyers
We're losin' it
Four fives and knives we be movin' wit
Caught up in

Huh (huh) huh (huh) huh (huh) huh (huh)
Yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)

Take minks off! Take things off!
Take chains off! Take rings off!
Bracelets is yapped, fame came off!
(Ante up!) Everything off!
Fool what you want? We stiflin them fools
Fool wh

[Busta Ryhmes]
Attention please, attention please!!
This shit here feels like a whole entire WORLD collapsed!
Motherfuckerrrrrrrrrr! Yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah) yeah!
Yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)
Buck (buck) buck (buck) buck (buck) buck (buck) buck

Busta Rhymes now,

HOOK:
[KRS sample, MCs Act Like They Don't Know]
"This is what you waited all year for, the hardcore"
Firing Squad, firing hard
"This is what you waited all year for, the hardcore"
Firing Squad, firing hard
"This is what you waited all year for, the hardcore"
Firing S

[Chorus 2X: Lil' Fame (Billy Danze)
It's them Background Niggaz, back down niggas
Murda-ma-murda nigga (kill 'em, nigga, kill 'em)
Leave them slumped back, feel 'em, young cats peel 'em
Murda-ma-murda nigga (kill 'em, nigga, kill 'em)

[Lil' Fame]
Live from the underworl

[Chorus 2X: Lil' Fame (Billy Danze)
It's them Background Niggaz, back down niggas
Murda-ma-murda nigga (kill 'em, nigga, kill 'em)
Leave them slumped back, feel 'em, young cats peel 'em
Murda-ma-murda nigga (kill 'em, nigga, kill 'em)

[Lil' Fame]
Live from the underworl

Yo
Yo c'mon son
Yo they killin em out there son
They dyin out there son, word up
Yo they killin us son, I'm tellin you
Y'all niggas c'mon that's my word
Y'all better c'mon
Yo wake up son
They dyin son
Yo, c'mon nigga, wake up
C'mon

It took me 24 year

[ Li'l Fame ]
Say what, say what, say what?
[ both ]
I'm packin blue steel (3x)

[ VERSE 1: Li'l Fame ]
Plow! I'm shootin muthafuckas in the belly
Spread em like jelly, play em like skelly
I'm representin for the real niggas
Fake moves, make moves, you fuck aroun

Represent, show niggaz the deal
I'm packing my blue steel, keeping it real
Cause niggaz were born to kill

[Lil Fame]
Here comes the Brownsville slugger, motherfucker
I bust off shots at fools
To avoid these obstacles
I roll deep, me and my nigga Llama
With about

Yeah, check it out y'all. Firing Squad, nigga. (First Family)
Yeah, Firing Squad, nigga. Check it out. (First Family)

The name's Bill (What up Bill?)
I'ma semi-automatic addict for real
Before you test me
Know I feel that the impact from a gat when it kicks back is sexy

Chorus: Treach
Till death do us, can't move us
We can rat-tat-a-tat-tat-a or build, it don't matter
Holler if you hear this, realness
Thugs gon' feel this, Brooklyn banger Jersey jackin
steal shit

[Billy Danze]
Now we have met and connect with a lot of different MC'

Brownsville's the place where crews seem the livest
Cops get knocked down body counts' only rising
Them streets look - Full to ya!
Villains look - Poor to ya!
Them niggas'll - Slaughter ya!
For your goose Nautica
You got jewels? Stash 'em son
Cause there's a thousand

7-1-8 Brownsville what the fuck you want niggaz?
New York you ready for this shit? I don't think so motherfucker
Yeah!! M., O., P.!! For life!!
Radio.. niggaz never play us!!

(FiYAHHHH!!!)

[Billy Danze]
Yeah, First Family, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh..
Direct fro

"Colllld.. asss.. iiiiice; you know that you are
Colllld.. asss.. iiiiice; you're cold as ice for me!
Colllld.. asss.. iiiiice.."

Yeah, hahaahaha, OHHHH SHIT! {"You're as pussy as ice"}
YEAH!! {"You're willing to sacrifice"}
Word the fuck UP! {"Yu're as cold as ice"}
Yo

Its a (cold world) show nuf
Its on, its a (cold world) so bitch nigga dress warm
Slum ass wanna be hard ass nigga
Coldball butter-soft lard ass nigga

Niggaz waitin' for my shit to drop
Because I show love to the true thugs on the back lot
Post up at the biggest crack sp

Intro:
Firing Squad...To the Death

Hook:
When I'm dead and gone, you won't be alone
When I'm dead and gone

Verse 1:
O.G. Boom Bang (that's my nigga), that's right
I told you knuckle build with skil, love you after life
And since your death, everythings changed

Now check this motherfucking capo right here
Mash Out Posse SLASH O.C. come together like a glock and a clip
We gon' jam when its time to blast!
Big niggaz that rap, we bout to get in your ass
We done played the background, ay-yo all my peops
I'm naming names, fuck it, it's o

C'mon!
Yeah!
International!
Downtown Swinga!

[Billy Danze]
Ayo what up cobra, it's me (prime time!)
PD, I get better with time like a fine wine
You see, ever since I was a youth
I promised to tell the whole truth and nothing but the truth
I never been accuse

Billy Danze:
a yo what up sport, guess who back on the scene
The human being cannon with the infrared beam
before the song move on i'm lettin you know
i'm still in the ville and i'm still lettin it go
So yo, Crews with your official rap dues
got genovese sayin who the fuc