, kill women and kill men And kidnap children, for vengeance in the name of the Horsemen Slice your Achilles tendon, the Headless Horseman And we abide by, the code
got you regurgitating And murdering everything gun shots Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah Ya'll know what it is I'm coming to get it and others are
I-I-What it is I-I-What it is And-and-I-I-what it is [Verse 1:] What it, what it What it does What it [? ] I've been watchin you from over here on the other
could be I said, "Hey, wasn't me" She wasn't having that melody Needless to say, she left me Another brother just couldn't control his head The other one, code
Well, my name is Andy C and I can guarantee That if you wanna be down, then down is where I'll be I'm on Fresh Mode, I rock Fresh Mode I rap Fresh Mode
ANDYCAT: Well my name is Andy C and I can guarantee That if you wanna be down, then down is where I'll be I'm on Fresh Mode, I rock Fresh Mode,
to hip hop world wide. Straight from leimert park, california, los angeles. Yo, everybody in the hip hop struggle, in the life Struggle, makin' a name
What's your fuckin' name? I'm ALT but what the fuck did I do? Get your fuckin' ass over there on the curb What's the bitch's name? Hey man, don't call
Well my ladies and gentlemen This is a rapsession and my name is "KRS-One!" And when I talk about "Hip-Hop Music!", I know [Kris
Yo, look I'm the best rapper not discovered The other people raps is weak How dey get discovered, ya can't fuck wit me Everybody know me, I'm hype to
my phone when I sleep Trying to crack the code I'm swazy, she crazy I went to the door Turned around and I said Baby, you're my one no other But discover
codes like Ludacris You think I'm trickin' my dough, that's some stupid shit I got a plan to be the man 'cause I sell bricks So you can let that other
they chest My name speak for it self, kid you know the rest From outta the dark, sticky speakin' codes of death Do you know how much bloods been spilled on my name
delirious Y'all hoes can't be serious Queen bee,Swizz Beatz,they scared of us Y'all know it ain't no comparing us I make moves in the games The other
be Gone You don't know my name You don't know my number You don't know my face at all We walk right past each other Every single day Like cold machines
I?m federal nigga, son of sun, come close and feel the heat I am the streets, the white lines only separate me from me You hydroplane in false gods name
I'll sing to you of days departed, Times when men proud and stouthearted carved their names on history's bloody Page, The corpse of chivalry long dead
so the move and I'm gonna murder y'all You and all the trouble goin through by servin y'all And only cause my man heard of y'all Other than that, shit