Lyrics In the 1st - Capone-N-Noreaga

In the 1st

Unh!
«I pray…»
Yeah ya do
Unh…
Yo, yo, they said I’m back on my bullshit
But how the fuck I’m back on some shit I never left in the first place?
Throw them niggas a party right at they birthplace
Same niggas got murdered right on they birthday
And they ain’t even talkin' no retaliation
They just rather pay to squash the beef, that’s just how they cakin'
Hamhock, slime, no turkey bacon
Astaughallah the team, they whole crew forsaken
I’ma throw a hail mary like Manning Payton
Touch down on the ground, now they all hatin'
Said I’m back on my bullshit
But how the fuck I’m back on some shit I never left in the first place?
If I’m comin' in second, I’m shootin' first place
We be buckin' each other, but that’s the worst case
I told ‘em all chill for the time being
Barbecue the meat
Like some wild South North Koreans
Options that I got, I ain’t gotta be in
Have ‘em in Louisiana
New Orleans mausoleum
Jays on my feet, what I’m supposed to be in?
‘Cause I’m O.G., Kenneth Cole, nahs, that ain’t me an'
Said I’m back on my bullshit
But how the fuck I’m back on some shit I never left in the first place?
I ain’t fuckin' with clowns that caught a court case
Rip out they bottom lip, jaw
Now they North Face
I used to re-up from a Colombian
Underground, Harriet Tumble-in, dumblin'
Buck through the hallways, staircases and rumblin'
Runnin' through the blocks
Noseguards, it’s no fumbling'
Shorty said I’m gorgeous, attractive
Bitch I’m every day in the streets
I’m still active
They said I’m back on my bullshit
But how the fuck I’m back on some shit I never left in the first place?
I shoot it at some snitch, that’s the worst face
He should die on a cross, right in the church place
And we ain’t gotta talk, nigga it’s curfew
I hurt you, them eyes in your circle, that’s purple
Masonic, I’m talkin' half-Islamic
Nore-slime-Muhammad
Your stash house, we bomb it
Corridor, repertoire, where you steppin' pa?
Soon as you step out, we rep out
Let it off!