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(sample)This Is What You Waited All Year For The Hardcore



Firing Squad! Firing Hard!




I'm Top Of The Line Realistic And Rugged Never Smooth



Ring Ding! Ring Ding! M.O.P. Coming Through



Guns And Roses Hit 'em Hit 'em Up Kid



For Real!



Say What Say What Say What?



I'm Packing Blue Steel



Drama Lord Ice Master Quick To Blast Ya



Thoroughbreds With Hearts Cold As Alaska



F A G's Get Bust Down To They Knees



M.O.P. To The Death Kid



Yeah, Cock Then Squeeze




(Lil' Fame)



I'm Here To Make Moves And Never Fake Moves



I Like To Break Fools In Half, Put 'em On They Ass



If They Never Paid Dues



It's Time! To Get Rid Of Your Fly Talk



Fuckin' With Fame, You'll Be The Next Stain On The Sidewalk



I Make 'em Simmer Down Whenever I'm In The Town



Speak For My Love Thug Niggas In The Ground



I'm Dedicated, Never Been Over-challenged



My Over-violent Lyrics Will Knock You Off Of Balance



I'll Wet MC's Like Vietnamese



But Yet They Freeze Like Coke



When They Provoke Me To Squeeze



Lil' Fame Represent The Turf



With Thugs So Hard They Put Scars On The Face Of The Earth



Out To Hit Ya! Split Ya! Hell When I Get Ya!



Fuck A Frame, I'll Blow Your Ass Out The Picture



So Keep Your Eyes Focused On This Overdose Of Dopeness



Coming Through To A Hip-hop Spot Near You




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Yo, It's The World's Famous Niggas Born To Kill



From The Ill Side Of Town, So You Best Get Your Steel



It's Ill, The Street Life Is Real Son



You Shouldn't Have To Go Get A _______ Fool



Stick To Ya Guns!



Now! Lifestyles Of A Ghetto Child



Representing For Ill Crews, And



Kid I Ain't Got Nothing To Lose



I Been There, To My Peoples Up In Them Cells



Up In Them Jails, Ringing Bells



Clack Clack!! Salute!! Raise Hell!!




(Billy Danze)



I Believe You're Dope (dope) Yep (yep)



But You Can't Fuck Around (fuck Around)



And Take A Lock To Half Actual Natural Sound



Damn Bad! Motherfucker We Didn't Leave



We Just Laid Back In The Cut



Stuck Some Shit Up Our Sleeve



Please, We Don't Roll Deep, We Squeeze



But Make To Flip



I'll Have Enough Niggas Around To Sink A Fucking Ship



What! I Feel Is What! I Do



And G I See I'ma Have To Straighten Your Ass Out Too



I Wish I Would Let A Nigga Take Mine



When My Niggas Is Niggas That Live On The Front Line



The Hardcore, Raw Brownsville B-Boy



Quick On The Draw Like The Late Great Prince Leroy



When My Nigga Was On The Scene



More Ammunition Passed Through His Hands Than The Average Marine



From The Hill Part Fool Where They Still Start The Ruckus



Firing Squad!!



Kill A Whole Heap Of You Motherfuckers




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