*GangStarr's "Who's Gonna Take the Weight?" plays in the background*. . It's like, a friendship, and a business partnership. And, we have to always be concious of the difference.
Those who come against m. mmmndhdhsus. dhdhduxixbejdud. dhdudbhdhdr. fjfjdjd. . Those who come against m. mmmndhdhsus. dhdhduxixbejdud. dhdudbhdhdr. fjfjdjd.
Ch, ch, ch, ch, yeah. Terror Squad, First Family. Ahh!. (Yeah!). You see them diamonds glisterin' off that three quarterla. That them there polyester.
[Parrish Smith]. Huh, Erick Sermon, EPMD, check it, M.O.P.. Erick and Parrish Millennium Ducats. Hold me down, hold me down. . [PMD]. Yea. Erick Sermon.
M.o.pppppppppp. First familyyyyyy. Firing squad and you know they make it happen. And it's gonna beeeeee til' infinityyyyyyyy. Firing hard sendin' up to all those thugs now babe.
Yeah, nigga. The smoke of New York. Get up, come on. . There's nowhere to run to when death becomes you. Some say your soul may burn in the flame. So front if you want to, but niggaz who murk you.
featuring Teflon and Jay Z. . 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.
(Look nigga, you know the name). (Where we from nigga? 718). (Brooklyn! M plus O plus P!). C'mon c'mon, c-c-c'mon!. (M plus O plus P!). . Check it out now.
[M.O.P.:]. 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.
[Incomprehensible], mother fucking M.O.P. way. Mother fucking M.O.P. way, mother fucking M.O.P. way. Mother fucking M.O.P. way, mother fucking M.O.P. .
Calling the police calling the G men. Calling all americans to war on the underworld. . All I need is money and I'm getting that money tonight. . Let's take a slide through the ill side of town with this be Boy.
Uhh, uhh.... Uhh, uhh.... M.O.P. in the house, kid.. BLAU! You know what I'm sayin? Check this out.. Lil Fame's a trigga nigga.. Billy Danze a trigga nigga..
[Intro]. In the year 2000.... {M-O-P} still bangin. {Firing Squad!}. {The last generation...}. Hey, hey, hey, hey. All right let me brake it down one for time for you.
Aight motherfucker.. Primo, a-heh a-hah, a-hey!. Sssssss... . [Billy Danze]. Yo, I was raised where, cats blaze automatic weapons. and half-steppers don`t half-step, without protection.
[Chorus]. This is ghetto warfare, heavy metal warfare.. Prepare, get on your post and stand clear.. If you start it, defend it, start it, we'll end it..
Aah!. . What's mine's I love and I fight push to shove. "Hand to hand" but you can't stop the love. You push to impress and I leave you with less. It's real love for the mics that I bless no quest.
Yo, home skillet, get back 'fore I push your shit back. Yo, we're here to put it down with the Lord. (I'm wit dat). Blaze him, blaze him wit a 4. Cash blow loco I bring the heat to the street.
Yo, (ok) kids I was sittin on the block the other day man. Some fine ass girl walked by. And she was lookin, I'm lookin back. She said uh "JD I love those 20's on your car".
[Intro]. (Pop! Pop!) AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH! {*scratch. starts*} AAW!. Are you motherfuckers ready? YEAH! (Baby baby). YEAH!. Executioners!!! {hahahahahaha} M.O.P.!!!.
Pop, pop. Are you motherfuckers ready? Yeah, yeah. Executioners, M.O.P., yeah, Crack-O, nigga. First Family, nigga, yeah. What happened to the beat?. Bang your head against the wall, c'mon.