Don?t waste your feelings and your hopes on love Become the physical embodiment of lost love Blood is sharp shivers through my veins Be still my heart
[Chorus: Myalansky] Thug war, fights in streets, open the drug store Money is power, give me your's, we break laws Faggot cats claiming their crooks Soon
walk on are razor sharp staring at the finish line, looking for a way to start Ia??ve been called everything, an extremist is that a bad thing or what they really mean is
blood runs thick It is true the simple things in life have been lost You have got to witness We are the last beatniks, the lost heretics All my friends are as sharp
havin? that shit) You could hold this blaow (Real street, real street niggaz ain't havin? that shit) You could hold this blaow (And niggaz is, nig? and niggaz is
scars Never down 'cause the underground crown is still large See, I rap for a livin' probably rap 'til I die If you dope, where you been at? Your raps is
(George Clinton) This is the story of pro-zen-xanthrapus Pro-zen-xanthrapus Funky monkey, nasty monkey, gangster monkey (Redman) Yo yo, yo, yo Watch
it is, that's why them hoes mad at my shit See me wildin' in the four-six, stylin' on them bum-ass Goddess mc, y'all bitches is littles foxes See my girls
call you the DRAGONCHASER Call you the DRAGONCHASER You cover your skin With the blood of your victim But the leaf of an oak Leaves woundable spot The blood that you bleed Is
ya asshole Me and Shady deaded the past So that basically resurrected my cash flow I might rap tight as the snatch of a fat dyke Though I ain't wrapped tight My blood
I got up and ran to the janitor's storage booth Kicked the door hinge loose and ripped out the four inch screws Grabbed some sharp objects, brooms and foreign tools "This is
the bass orchestra all in ya face 4 Ever My Beat, sharp fimilatin', hot like fire In blood coated, for my peeps desire And provide expand to my very last breath For that, which is
keep your sword sharp (Eastside, Westside) Get that money, God, keep your sword sharp (Eastside, Westside) Get that money, God, keep your sword sharp (
shots when heat bang out Niggas keep my name in they mouth, I put they flame out Where I'm from, action is first and talk is second I'm sharp like the
concealed, be still Leave you fifty shot banana clips with free refills Guns bursting, one person is curtains for certain Most often fill coffins, no nursing or surgeons is needed Bloods
leave, I'm rippin' them Even though the love's frail, the thug's real All you gotta do is just follow the blood trail Much harder fightin' when the battle is
troopers Look up ahead, you know we got sharp shooters [Raekwon] The blocks is molded, step up ya sword piece Moving through them housing with more ki's Rembrandts is
Benz and all my men's are tattle proof My mic is a dyke, my life is a light A day to God is a thousand years, how long is a night? You get trapped in