| Come on… stand up Staten Island*
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| Come on, what? |
| What? |
| Going down
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| Come on, clap, clap, clap
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| Ya’ll muthafuckas thought I was gone?
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| Come on, clap, clap, clap
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| Pop pop, muthafuckas, it’s on
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| Yo, it’s been a while since you heard the god, thought that I fell off?
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| I had to hibernate, yo, never that, congratulate the boss
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| My life’s like a movie feature, shit is hectic
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| The God paint the picture, but you slobs get the credit
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| You wonder why I’m still on the grind? |
| It’s just a way of life
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| What I got to do to live, this is what I got to give
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| Blood, sweat &energy, a thug don’t cry
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| Why should I shed tears? |
| Yo I’m in too deep, yo I was raised in
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| Yo, figure out my movements, federal watch
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| They said they got the boss snapshots, metal was cop
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| Catch me, graphical speaker, vision is clear
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| Could be the reefer, vision impaired, it gets deeper
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| Ch&agne, quarter to eight, makin''em sick
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| Face it, we bubble music like we jugglin’bricks
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| It’s a hustle, confrontation we handle
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| Beef we never worry, cash, we never worry
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| Pop pop, muthafuckas, it’s on…
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| Murder Island, oh shit, we don’t take no shit
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| Give me the dough quick, we roll so thick
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| How is it that trespasses ho’s get dick
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| What you know about this, we peep with the four-fifth
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| You can’t see the bulk of it, that’s our soldier shit
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| Peep the bolder fist, we uplift, first niggaz to win
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| First niggaz to flip, pop the clip for the architechts it’s
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| No glitter, no glamour, no necklace, young &restless
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| Fuck a VIP, fuck the guest list, we spit lungies
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| And spark asbestos, we on some next shit, it’s the best shit
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| Staten Island shit, Richmond Road be the exit
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| Don’t get your legs tripped…
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| Pop pop, muthafuckas, it’s on…
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| Woola heads representing Staten Island’s criminal slums
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| We got the dirtiest sweatpants, but bit, we got bullets in the guns
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| Ass full of jums, blood all over my burberry
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| Do what I gotta do to eat, eat what I gotta eat
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| The Theodore Unit, got the security
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| I’m harder than shots of tequila, Solomon
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| A/K/A killa, deal 'em with the fever
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| Pop a nigga head off, when I’m feeling the fever
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| More clips from my motion picture, what’s good about it?
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| And what’s bad about it, my ancestors speak Egyptian
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| Who wanna preview the killings first? |