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Intro/Chorus: We can all get by if we want now Get a phat piece of the pie if we want Motherfuckers gettin' mad high when they want now I will survive, recognize it be Tical Verse One: Word up, our niggas is strapped, ready for war on the ill block Things just ain't peace no more, fuck it If you ain't with me then forget me Niggas try to stick me, retaliation, no hesitation, shifty Creepin' niggas in the dark, triggas with no heart Rippin' ass apart, I'll be swimmin' with the sharks now Stay out my water or it's manslaughter Kid, you oughta start reachin' for that nickle-plated auto- Matic, my thoughts get sporadic, loaded raps Bustin' mad shots to ya attic They say this hazard, this flows a hazard Straight from Hazard County with a bounty on his head, and it said "Wanted Dead or Alive," I swear by the whites of they eyes To never take a dive I will survive Chorus Verse Two: Shit's gonna happen if niggas start actin' Like they want problems, you want 'em, you got 'em Rap contact, is writin' this exactly, the way it should be Attacked, Killer Beeeees on a swarm So what my martial law drops bombs like Qur'an The ism helps to stimulate my pugilism I bust rhymes like jizm, impregnate the rhythm with the wisdom Decipher the flow, I be hyper, I bring all the styles That rekindle like old flames Saliva, check the wicked flows I deliva Oops, I mean deliver like the Hudson River Styles be tight, trite like a thief in the night I be the sneaky-ass nigga bustin' nuts in yo wife Blasted, buggin' off Bacardi and acid Flippin' on the mic, it's a classic |