[ Billy Danzenie ]
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How about some hardcore?
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(Yeah, we like it raw!) (4x)
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How about some hardcore?
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[ VERSE 1: Billy Danzenie ]
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(Yeah, we like it raw in the streets)
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For the fellas on the corner posted up 20 deep
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With your ifth on your hip, ready to flip
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Whenever you empty your clip, dip, trip your sidekick
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You got skill, you best manage to chill
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And do yourself a favor, don't come nowhere near the Hill
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With that bullshit, word, money grip, it'll cost ya
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Make you reminisce of Frank Nitty 'The Enforcer'
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I move with M.O.P.'s Last Generation
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Straight up and down, act like you want a confrontation
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I packs my gat, I gotta stay strapped
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I bust mines, don't try to sneak up on me from behind
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Don't sleep, I get deep when I creep
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I see right now I got to show you it ain't nothin sweet
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Go get your muthafuckin hammer
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And act like you want drama
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I send a message to your mama
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'Hello, do you know your one son left?
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I had license to kill and he had been marked for death
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He's up the Hill in the back of the building with two in the dome
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I left him stiffer than a tombstone'
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[ Li'l Fame ]
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How about some hardcore?
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(Yeah, we like it raw!) (4x)
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How about some hardcore?
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[ VERSE 2: Billy Danzenie ]
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(Yeah, we like it rugged in the ghetto)
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I used to pack sling shots, but now I'm packin heavy metal
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A rugged underground freestyler
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Is Li'l Fame, muthafucka, slap, Li'l Mallet
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When I let off, it's a burning desire
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Niggas increase the peace cause when I release it be rapid fire
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For the cause I drop niggas like drawers
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Niggas'll hit the floors from the muthafuckin .44's
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I'm talkin titles when it's showtime
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Fuck around, I have niggas call the injury help line
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I bust words in my verse that'll serve
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Even on my first nerve I put herbs to curbs
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I ain't about givin niggas a chance
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And I still raise shit to make my brother wanna get up and dance
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Front, I make it a thrill to kill
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Bringin the ruckus, it's the neighborhood hoods for the Hill that's real
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Me and mics, that's unlike niggas and dykes
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So who wanna skate, cause I'm puttin niggas on ice
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Whatever I drop must be rough, rugged and hard more
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(Yeah!)
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[ Billy Danzenie ]
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How about some hardcore?
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(Yeah, we like it raw!) (4x)
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[ VERSE 3: Billy Danzenie ]
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Yo, here I am (So what up?) Get it on, cocksucker
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That nigga Bill seem to be a ill black brother
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I gets dough from the way I flow
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And before I go
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You muthafuckas gonna know
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That I ain't nothin to fuck with - duck quick
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I squeeze when I'm stressed
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Them teflons'll tear through your vest
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I love a bloodbath (niggas know the half)
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You can feel the wrath (Saratoga/St. Marks Ave.)
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B-i-l-l-y D-a-n-z-e
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n-i-e, me, Billy Danzenie
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(Knock, knock) Who's there? (Li'l Fame)
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Li'l Fame who? (Li'l Fame, your nigga)
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Boom! Ease up off the trigger
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It's aight, me and shorty go to gunfights
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Together we bring the ruckus, right?
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We trump tight, aight?
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I earned mine, so I'm entitled to a title
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(7 fuckin 30) that means I'm homicidal
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[ Li'l Fame ]
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How about some hardcore?
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(Yeah, we like it raw!) (4x)
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[ VERSE 4: Li'l Fame ]
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Yo, I scream on niggas like a rollercoaster
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To them wack muthafuckas, go hang it up like a poster
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Niggas get excited, but don't excite me
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Don't invite me, I'm splittin niggas' heads where the white be
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Try to trash this, this little bastard'll blast it
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Only puttin niggas in comas and caskets
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I ain't a phoney, I put the 'mack' in a -roni
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I leave you lonely (Yeah, yeah, get on his ass, homie)
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Up in your anus, I pack steel that's stainless
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We came to claim this, and Li'l Fame'll make you famous
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I mack hoes, rock shows and stack dough
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Cause I'm in effect, knockin muthafuckas like five-o
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I'm catchin other niggas peepin, shit, I ain't sleepin
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I roll deep like a muthafuckin Puerto-Rican
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So when I write my competition looks sadly
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For broke-ass niggas I make it happen like Mariah Carey
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I got shit for niggas that roll bold
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Li'l Fame is like a orthopedic shoe, I got mad soul
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I'ma kill em before I duck em
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Because yo, mother made em, mother had em and muthafuck em
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[ Li'l Fame ]
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Knowmsayin?
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Li'l Fame up in this muthafucka
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Givin shoutouts to my man D/R Period
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[Name]
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Lazy Laz
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My man Broke Ass Moe
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The whole Saratoga Ave.
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Youknowmsayin?
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Representin for Brooklyn
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Most of all my cousin Prince Leroy, Big Mal, rest in peace
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[ Billy Danzenie ]
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Danzenie up in this muthafucka
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I'd like to say what's up to the whole M.O.P.
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Brooklyn, period
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Them niggas that just don't give a fuck
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[ O.G. Bu-Bang
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Bet yo ass, nigga
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Hey yo, this muthafuckin Babyface [Name]
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Aka O.G. Bu-Bang
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Yo, I wanna say what's up to the whole muthafuckin M.O.P. boyyeee
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How About Some Hardcore (Explicit)
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| M.O.P. |
