Close frames in the hall, will you stand or will you fall
You say you want it, you don't wanna see the omen
WooWooWooWooWoo
And I stay remain able, with bigger guns aimed at you
'Cause I'm still Digital Underground like "humpty hump"
My sixteen bars is up, so peace to the mixes
But yo, sometimes I see the writin on the wall
Honey who chill with the gats you hear
18 Shell cases in front of the grocery sto'
Blah, blah, I got two hours to kill
Chick like me, be chasin after cops
Fiends they don't give a uh
And they don't stop at my block after the Diallo shootin
Like a super in the projects wantin rent money
Time and treatin, Air Force One we leavin
Tussles in rain, take aim, blush you with game
I come to kick it wit you, walk beans stickin wit you
And lyrics sometime, man, they misinterpretate it
Nigga take you on one by one, gun by gun
Yo don't talk crap man
Used to stay high and blunted, but all that had to stop
WooWooWooWooWoo
Bodies found in Virginia, under the dumpsters, no
Pushing figures way to the back
Y'all know the flavor Refugee Camp
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I'm a fiend for the S-500, I want it
You still gon be found in a ditch
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You in Da Cypha
Fiends they don't give a uh
WooWooWooWooWoo
Ran in the grocery store, spoke to Gabriel
'Cause both o y'all gon go man
Keys they goin in the trunk
WooWooWooWooWoo
I barely spoke English but the gun language was universal
It means the murder's outside you hear
A python with poisonous charm, extending my arm
Panama red, holdin 52 hands for ransom
Just when I thought I get my life straight in the states
Police showed up, but I was nowhere in existence
Feel the funk comin through your elephant trunks
Keys they goin in the trunk
He said, you have problems, here's a feezy from Israel
We could shoot up everything soon as the deal is finished
Keys they goin in the trunk
Back in the crib thinkin bout what I just did
Salutin, thug confederates, rhyme and reason
WooWooWooWooWoo
My name should be Robin Banks, the way I be robbin banks
October 31st, I was standing by the sour
Fiends they don't give a uh
Supreme C been after mean figures, ask my lil nigga
My man Johnny Handsome, itchin to cancel 'em
Freeze, a renegade bar stroke, an ace of spades
Supreme C, kinda dope
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When my sixth sense start flowin, I bless like holy water
I'm like hold up, wait a minute, let's get down to business
I ain't even Kriss Kross my clothes yet
My hypothesis was right, they knocked the door, homie
For example, when I say gun, I mean my pen and paper
Fresh outta school, picked on 'cause I'm bilingual
Ain't nobody puttin fear in my heart, who need a jumpstart
Son by son, done by done
Turn it up! Turn it up! Turn it up
WooWooWooWooWoo
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Why try to hide from accomplice vibe
You know the ghetto testaments, the shootouts, the brawls
Femme fatale, Hope
It's all about this husltin game, muscle and fame
WooWooWooWooWoo
Gamble and scramble, F what your man do
Yo, we break bread, break heads, my people shake feds
We want like 5 mil in a private jet so peel
Just 'cause your girl's wit you man
About the night shifters, me, I'm a cipher drifter
Made woman, you never in bed with the same woman
And yet y'all wanna "Jump, Jump" in Da Cypha, "Jump, Jump"
I'll kiss you wit a blade when I think I'm gettin played
WooWooWooWooWoo
Out of your reach, excessive like Fatal Attract
I'm gettin assets, collect ass bets, squat by your address
Where the real killers at you hear
These thugs don't wanna talk, they want these Pumas I just bought
WooWooWooWooWoo
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I don't wanna die 'cause I'm my daddy's only daughter
WooWooWooWooWoo
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Whoever come murder fest, one of the best
WooWooWooWooWoo
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Soldiers in waitin, marksmen recruitin
Yo, you see them Refugees right there, they goin in the car
Since back in the days, before he was raised
I'm a police of defense but I'm bound to catch this bid
Stay in the house when you hear
No, your honor, that must be some old rhyme that I wrote
Keys they goin in the trunk
And Flex couldn't save you, even if he dropped a bomb in this
Refugee camp
Ran back outside, just before I could say another homicide
And everytime I wave and spit the crowd jump
Your whole click is on the run, now would you tell it all
Fiends they don't give a uh
Keys they goin in the trunk
Flee the scene of the crime before y'all kick the door
Fiends they don't give a uh
My language is unexplainable, switch, changeable
Marie Antoinette in the back with the techs
Is when I found myself climbin down the fire escape
My art sharp, shoot your posse apart
I run up in Da Cypha, heavily armed with endless bars of metaphoric harm
To a place where no man knows man
Threw the biscuit in the bushes, runnin like Jesse Owens
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