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[Intro: Shyheim]
"In Trouble" Yeah, yeah, word, what? "In Trouble" That's my word, Allah "In Trouble" Get me out of this one, please! "In Trouble" I'll never do it again, for real "In Trouble" Word, somebody help me, it's real "In Trouble" Please make everything be ok "In Trouble" I'm in a well, I can't get out "In Trouble" I'm trapped, for real "When you're down.. in trouble" I'm tellin' you "In Trouble" Nobody gon' be there for you "And you need some love and care" Come on, I need you son I'm tellin' you, you better listen to me I'm your son and I love you That's my word Listen son, listen Yo yo yo yo For real, yo, yo, yo For real, yo, yo, yo I'ma keep it real, yo, yo, yo I'ma keep it real [Shyheim] Three-to-six facin', new indictment Plus violation of probation, I had to do the boogie oogie Absent from court like class, I had to play hookey The pressure was on, tippy tippy, I'm on my toes Fuck risin' to the occasion, the temperature been rose Set it off like intros, blast you and your kin folks A trouble maker, bitcher taker, a scorpio Naughty by Nature, my Unit brings the Flavor We cake up like make up, and in New York Fuck the daily news, Shyheim, I made the paper Want a anchor and a lock, drop-top, three-and-a-quarter My mother in Hell said, "People in Hell want ice water" It'll be a manslaughter, private-eye, that's an order I know where them cowards be standin', on the corner Is it 'caine or money order? One love cousin I thought it was when it wasn't, the dust had me Buggin' [Break: Shyheim] Pssh.. word up son "When you're down, In Trouble" When you down, they scatter like roaches "And you need some love and care" They be scared to death to pull them burners out them Holsters Yo, word to my mother, I think they eat holsters For real, son But y'all I'ma bring it like, yo.. [Shyheim] Yo, yo, yo How the fuck y'all was thinkin'? Shyheim/Abe Lincoln So what you ain't hear me on the Clan album, featurin' At best I'm kept secretive like Mase and trees Wanna hold me in captive in Babylon like Julias Maccabees That's blasphemy, Shaolin'll blast for me I eat niggas like plates, from Applebee's Wu-Tang Killa Bees, we cause casualties Collect annual fees, from y'all pussy-ass niggas Who album should've come with a piece of gum and a tattoo sticker A lot of my niggas, they've returned to the Earth And in front of their hurse, I kick the same verse Cuz everythin' the pastor said was fake and it hurt [Break: Shyheim] "In Trouble" That's my word Niggas don't be there for real "And you need some love and care" Word bond, all you get is a five-- five minute Conversation Word, they like, "Yo, remember him?" "In Trouble" For real, "Remember them?" Word up, son, man "And you need some love and care" God won't even give no flowers on your tombstone I'm tellin' you, knowin' who is your homies Niggas'll be stingy that you hang with Uh, uh, uh.. [Shyheim] When I was ten years old, I realized that with an O I could flip that and bring back a brick in coke Never took a short, never took a snort Caught a warrant in New York for not appearin' in court But I'll stilll survive, some of my closest homies died Murdered in homicides, I just couldn't let it slide Fuck money, jury and bein' a rap star I hoped out shootin', soon as my bitch stopped the car Plus Shyheim with the scar did it That's what everyone said on my trial menace They thought I was finished, but then I got acquitted And pied niggas in their eye for the fuckin' spinach Not for Olive Oyl [Outro: Shyheim] Yea, word, for real This goes out to all my (spoiled) real peoples "In Trouble" Graduated, on the real, from the School of Hard Knocks One thug to the last slug "In Trouble" To all my niggas, bein' out for the law People that come and diss you, official Outlawz Forms of snakes and all that "In Trouble" And all my niggas, man, suck a dick 'til you hiccup Dugly, keepin' it bloody "And you need some love and care" Keepin' it real, Shyheim To my whole family, Shy feel yo "In Trouble" We down, but we hold up, son I'm tellin' y'all "And you need some love and care" For real, it's on, nigga Yea, twenty-seven, we roll up the punches "In Trouble" Wu-Tang, we punch, mothafucka Shaolin, Staten Island "And you need some love and care" "When you're down, In Trouble" "And you need some love and care" "When you're down, In Trouble" "And you need some love and care" |
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***chorus*** (x2)
F**k y'all analog niggas we be digital Wu-tang, killarmy we indespensible We never fall We stand tall like sky-scrapers and justice for all [killa sin] We move on m.c.'s mechanically Strike nerve like ghost vs. a canopy Hard to touch ratarded f**ks playing wit they fantasies Respect this Specialist Black Testing this will get ya necklace jacked And named scratched up off my guestlist party freak You the type of nigga that'll hardly speak Unless you spoken to We throw a cold screw And sober up when I'm approaching you At the same time we posting two Niggas on tha ass-fist gonna do what they supposed to do The limelight Snatched away from you because it's my night Killarm blaze inside of the twilight You better get ya lines right Half of thease crabs cant even rhyme right Which dart slows wit body movement and blurry eyesight What you want I already got And after I controll I keep head high, head pon-cocked And pockets rollin' You foldin' You fagot ass f**k [dom pachino] Yo farotion never fails Shoot at darts sharper than a carpenters nail Inhale life Exhale strive anxiety's trife Blowin' smoke out my peice pipe Ducking the snipe Shot off the top of the white house and cop 4's War never does and many causes My offense is my defense extreme precautious Moving cyphers high valocities making you nautious Ya forcing it Parishly extortionists Aborting this Space ship thats spacious face it Im on contain shit Pioneer looking for honey and is it matrix The case is If not ya basic Way to make shit Embrace it Knowing some day you'll have to face it ***chorus*** F**k y'all analog niggas we be digital Wu-tang, killarmy we indespensible We never fall We stand tall like sky-scrapers and justice for all (so f**k yall, so f**k y'all niggas) [bobby digital] Yo, yo hard to grapple I raise the sharp scaple Technique slaps you invasion body snatch you money grip I smoke the honey dip Blunts cherry bomb Very calm First bursts like a shot from the berry homes You'd be most wise to pay close attention To willy lynchin' Its stupid to f**k wit' bobby steel's henchmen I step into presidential Credentials, evident my potential Be infinate, deluxe benetic sluts invinsible Only ones can know me Swore me before the dolby Alexis colby broads try to control me Pussy whip me like toby F**k the local I move global Economical Ship sea promise fool My info glow And the dark wu-tang logo Sparks the attention, look listen observe Killa bee swerv Slam like dr. julias erv Still strike the vital nerve Charter through the magna carta Trapped like otis and carter Wild like the shaolin style or manos harbor King devine forced to shine Head burst open like a bottle of pine Use penmenship When I write my script Blunt spark em' and them mark em' homeless Killa hill syndrome Peace to two tone He must know me to understand me from what you do To realize I'm you Everything I do honey bee from the bee hive Ever-green squeeze dried leaf smoke killa priest from the tribe Of levi smoke out and not steal Or blunt spill The indestructable bobby steel's is here [method man] Yo in the heat of the night My 4-7-7 mash on the mic Killarmy and trappa john m.d. Full metal jackets 'cause' some gots to have it Kill or be killed Only time will reveal I think by myself And I drink by myself From 9-8 until Let me know it's real son if it's really real Understandable Self explainable Caution john blaze flamable When under pressure, interchangable and still Coming down like precipitation as I reign undesputed How johnny do it Dangerously, whoppin cough (cough, cough) Two and off Stank pussy make my dick soft (huh) Bottom line be this high, explosive Not for the average joseph Come and get some Hol' it, keep one Up in the chamber Blast wit' my middle finger Now I toss men Attack like the four horsemen See me dog walkin' Strickly getty-o slang talkin' All up in thease guts, soften Thease rap niggas, official We slap niggas Wit' mak' charges Dope shit regardless We usually take another niggas garments (what) [killarmy] Straight up and down I got this rap shit locked in '98 Niggas cant escape the laws that I enforce like top notch politicians Who be pola-tickin' Slam through expand total construction accross the planet and micro chip software Placed in the rear of ya ear As I sit the next year All y'all analong niggas f**k y'all we be digital Shit is critical Like the hallways in my projects Similar to the streets in tibet F**k that I ain't playin' wit' a full deck (son, son, son, son) |
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[Intro:]
Okay God it's like this If we don't manifest our power to the fullest Man, you know what I'm saying? Nothing will become of everything that we plan Understand and understood God See we goin' show them the strength in what we doing Cause this is for he babies (indeed) That's why it's on the strength Everything is on the strength [Verse 1:] Simultaneous anger to this life I'm no stranger Galaxy mission to attack in the track black Diplomats in the world called rapture Death was a concept I didn't want to capture The laughter singing over ?mantress d? Street colleagues slow up, Their man got tow up Guts be throw up sipping on rum We sing from the creed of a begger's last son Cash fast fun, no life undone Take what you need son cause you daddy made mo' than one And it was fun 'till reality formed screaming >From a palace where the weather's warm Yo you have to be the father and the lord of the score Used to hover here now it's cutting your vocal cord No mo' speaking the lies to the weak 'Cause I'm about killing these guys with my feet Today it's a stage maybe later it's a cosmic course The general I be rocking on the horse On the strength of course don't let it be in vain Cause it's time for The Beggaz to reign, remain [Verse 2:] A vision my facility a death world trilogy (you see that shit) Now fictional plots speak out through gunshots Battles won and lost at the of heaven's throne The sky rains blood drowning the earth with red mud I be sitting on the edge of Mars counting stars Finding me a place in space unchaseable No mortal can't fulfill such skill they incapable Of keeping all the planets in-line with one mind Make the sun and moon both shine at one time I orchestrate the guns that air for God's sake Precipitate make rain, hail, snow and earthquake Levitate the gravitational pull of Haleys comet Shake the chords of earth make a euro-volacanic vomit Ebonic with sonic waves that blaze the human flesh It flames extra-terrestrial it's time to reap professional Feel the untestable force burning your course Hints of visible thoughts be the source of Begga sorcery ....Begga sorcery [Chorus] ON THE STRENGTH Time is money and gain ON THE STRENGTH Math is one and the same ON THE STRENGTH Whining is something for pain ON THE STRENGTH Beggaz for ever remain [Repeat] [Verse 3:] Buddah Hava who lives the ways by nature Escape on a galactic space caper To the nexus, transportation a glass Lexus Forever present is Wu Chi in the essence Of life is immortal We travel through portals thats phenomenon, Paragon through the octagon My Chi gong is calm, express through Alvatron Love hell alright is the day destroys the night Knife divides today feathers are harmonious And universal ways to escapades We take what we need to survive and stay alive Draw more sometimes as we break through the other side [Verse 4:] The Knoliton master law and order Astrolgoic civilize the human family throughout the populous Live forever like metabolics Everything I speak has logic Estimated all partsman of the chief king fistboxin' Inscribe within the Begga doctrine Manual infold I roll protect my physic From elements of the globe We communicate like space probe, Remainder of the square frag the author Of the final chapter seven star grandmaster Pugilist John Trappa M.D. Go-go thirteen professional MC I bomb squads like Hank Sharpley Expose a fraud like hardcopy I know click and shoot like paparazzi With the never conclusive euro language of usage Street persona, my thought is blacker than the pre-madonna Far and beyond, If lickin' who warfare like Sadam Invade everyone like Ghangis Khan Forever will remain And the Beggaz will continue go on....... [Chorus] |
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