Ron O'Neal
[Hook]No matter what the weather, we be getting our cheddarSo we can have a better tomorrowOh, money, cars, superstars, getting ours, working hardFor a better tomorrow
[Verse 1: Method Man]Coach, put me in the gameI'm for real, other peoples tryna to put me in them chainsWhatever the topic, let's put it in the frameWe can even load it and cock it and put it in they brainsI'm saying, some rappers do it for a chainKill yourself, I know killers that'll do it for some changeThese veterans is slipping, they ain't doing it the sameI don't slip, set a pick and put a shooter in your lanePrecise, 'bout shoot them at the rangeBut I ain't tryna shoot it with you rappers, I'll just shoot it at your dameY'all never should have threw me in the gameFound a new word for weed, that was so meanI threw it in my name
[Verse 2: Inspectah Deck]My soul laid out on the block like arms sprayingThe law hating, warring like Blacks and CaucasiansGod versus Satan, I'm laying in the darkWith the Mossberg, waiting, letting off first basingSlim from the cotton club washing a scrubDeuce high when he cruise by, spotting his loveHold the mic like a .38 muzzle to snubThis flow, call it OJ blood on the gloveAbove rap, capital G's speak on the factsPlease believe that, meaning that I keep it a stackHe's back, he a beast on the trackThe only time that I go soft is probably with your freak in the sackFeel the bass make sure he shake, murder verse, first forty-eightManslaughter, nearly caught a caseI crack heads more than baseStack bread when I orchestrate, that said y'all the base
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[Verse 3: Ghostface Killah]I seen niggas sniff coke through a crazy strawCome out they shirts sweating bullets with the Bobby Brown jawDry mouth, grinding back and forth plus he's steaming a NewportWe all holdin' the torchFew staircase murders, some burners don't blam rightGuns that kicked around the wall you better stand tightFull of X, AK's, whilin' in lobbys, bulletproof PJ'sFuck around and get spunned like the DJCSI traumatized by viewing the instant replaySpongebob niggas get scar niggaI'm off style in any section of the hood I'll pull your car nigga
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[Bridge]See ignorance wouldn't allow retreatSo you rather pursue death than admit defeatSee ignorance wouldn't allow retreatSo you rather pursue death than admit defeat
[Verse 4: RZA]Ay yo, I used to be so narcissistic, park the whip and spark the biscuitsSpit hollow tipped shells at the Narcs with quicknessLive to tell the tale, cause only God's my witnessBeen a long time, change gonna come son, I'm optimisticI hold the shield like Ron O'NealSuper fly, do or die, killer hill, BrownsvilleNever win, never will, yes I can, yes I willPut a dot upon your knot then I shoot through your grillLike a dentist, my apprentice speaks with a vengeanceDemented scientists counting bodies in the trenchesThat's judges off the benches, got inches for y'all wenchesWe plant those hot seeds then drove in cold winters
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