featuring Noreaga
[Noreaga]
Tony Touch Iraq Iraq 50 MC's...
A little bit a thugs is all it takes
to make this industry just brake *repeat*
What what what poison arrows
Swords and lords yo but really
My Mac milly spray n***** lay n*****
Yo the Cognac make you feel unbeatable
Yo especially when that a** drunk too much
I call up Tony Touch Tony Touch bring the next dutch
Yo I'm all f***** up bent and can't think
While you both stink, don't even care that you sink
Yo impulsive, exclusive, high explosive
Can't even get with, s*** I dealt wit
I'm on some other s***, my main script describe the foulness
Panama Canalness, what, yo, I, don't even talk so I'm far from the loudest
Kid, n****, can't touch this, rush this, yo what
[talking: yo, switch the beat, now, bless it]
What, I'm bout to f*** s*** up, what
f*** it up *repeat 3*
f*** IT UP f*** IT UP f*** IT UP, what what!?!
We on the lines like the internet
Many will come but few was chosen
Against my set, there ain't a n**** yet
Smoke so much n***** say I need Nicorette
You say bogie, but you used to say cigarette
Now I know, a new religion, a new beginning
I own women, three-fourths rock and linen
This Middle East s***, father beat s***
Release this, the only place in the world, that pull out cracks pieces
We rock camels, split that a** in text
Yo we bag b****** after we f*** em and say thanks
Yo thanks for havin me, next week your straight grabbin me
Swearin they homeless, sayin that the havin me
I don't, want to crawl at all
You want to be a thug, you used to play ball
Runs the play for Seton Hall
Now, outta the blue, you got thug in you too
Yo I knew you, your size shoe was ?due in voodu?
Always, smell like s***, used to call you doo-doo
Never came oustide, in the crib you hide
Scared to death
While we played manhunt, to our last breath
I never chose this life, it chose me
What, LFC, heavy amount with jewelry
Crime Syndicate, n**** livin this
Never mention miss ?
Smoke rain bodies, you had to saw before, before
Yo, you on my d***, I had the lime green on
With the string on, with fatigue on
Fresh Avirex's, c***pit, now from the outlet
Jose Luis Emperor, two shots I blow ta Dillinger
No real Kings like John Dillinger, the politic
What, I'm on some ides in the militant
You either with me or against me
That in between s*** make the money stop too intensely
So what the deal is, the generals what the deal is
What the deal is, the devilish thought you can't kill this
[Tony Touch: Till Capone comes home]
What n*****, Iraq...realize that...
[Noreaga]
Tony Touch Iraq Iraq 50 MC's...
A little bit a thugs is all it takes
to make this industry just brake *repeat*
What what what poison arrows
Swords and lords yo but really
My Mac milly spray n***** lay n*****
Yo the Cognac make you feel unbeatable
Yo especially when that a** drunk too much
I call up Tony Touch Tony Touch bring the next dutch
Yo I'm all f***** up bent and can't think
While you both stink, don't even care that you sink
Yo impulsive, exclusive, high explosive
Can't even get with, s*** I dealt wit
I'm on some other s***, my main script describe the foulness
Panama Canalness, what, yo, I, don't even talk so I'm far from the loudest
Kid, n****, can't touch this, rush this, yo what
[talking: yo, switch the beat, now, bless it]
What, I'm bout to f*** s*** up, what
f*** it up *repeat 3*
f*** IT UP f*** IT UP f*** IT UP, what what!?!
We on the lines like the internet
Many will come but few was chosen
Against my set, there ain't a n**** yet
Smoke so much n***** say I need Nicorette
You say bogie, but you used to say cigarette
Now I know, a new religion, a new beginning
I own women, three-fourths rock and linen
This Middle East s***, father beat s***
Release this, the only place in the world, that pull out cracks pieces
We rock camels, split that a** in text
Yo we bag b****** after we f*** em and say thanks
Yo thanks for havin me, next week your straight grabbin me
Swearin they homeless, sayin that the havin me
I don't, want to crawl at all
You want to be a thug, you used to play ball
Runs the play for Seton Hall
Now, outta the blue, you got thug in you too
Yo I knew you, your size shoe was ?due in voodu?
Always, smell like s***, used to call you doo-doo
Never came oustide, in the crib you hide
Scared to death
While we played manhunt, to our last breath
I never chose this life, it chose me
What, LFC, heavy amount with jewelry
Crime Syndicate, n**** livin this
Never mention miss ?
Smoke rain bodies, you had to saw before, before
Yo, you on my d***, I had the lime green on
With the string on, with fatigue on
Fresh Avirex's, c***pit, now from the outlet
Jose Luis Emperor, two shots I blow ta Dillinger
No real Kings like John Dillinger, the politic
What, I'm on some ides in the militant
You either with me or against me
That in between s*** make the money stop too intensely
So what the deal is, the generals what the deal is
What the deal is, the devilish thought you can't kill this
[Tony Touch: Till Capone comes home]
What n*****, Iraq...realize that...