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[Intro: sampled]<br />Chaos struck nation-wide today as four suspects, including the<br />members of the rap group Wu-Syndicate and another suspect, 12 O'Clock<br />alledgedly have infiltrated and taken over the industry.<br />We'll keep you updated as more news becomes available.<br /><br />[Napolean]<br />I pull heist like the Colombo's, mob price, traffic is closed<br />The Heiroglyphics, son, watch the money power<br />When I was 19 wrote the wheel, cherished the poker life<br />25 man's rack, kidnappin his thug wife<br />Glamorous, en-vi-vivangelist, fuck his fanatics<br />Just from Los Angeles, blowin like Alanis<br />Napolean, vision of Malibu golden sands<br />Roll with J in a bubble outlet, you know the clan<br /><br />[Joe Mafia]<br />Schemed out my mind<br />Ghetto syringes tooken with spy ninjas<br />Mafia with swiftness, conductin the sheist business<br />Probably win, minor gotti click, abduction<br />My peeps, extortion flame, the holo-tips corruptin this metropolis<br />It drain slow, over karets, see a vain hoe, maintain, oh<br />Ya flame thrower, UFO, niggaz is jakin at hoes<br />Playin the same tunes for Picollo's<br />A shy house, slangin Micollo's<br />Duckin the snot mineral<br /><br />[12 O'Clock]<br />I put the hoe at risk, I make 'em carry my grip<br />In the whip with the extra clips<br />She could stick it up her pussy<br />Don't get scared, I'm real deep<br />They just put up the doofy<br />I think the po's 'bout to poo me<br />And if they do, you better say we goin' to the movie<br />If they ask my name, it be Benetton McClain<br />If shit gets serious, bitches soakin in fame<br />Now I change the name 12 O'Clock off into a white cop<br />Bitch cursin a lot, stop<br />This shit is creatin more situations<br />She gon' take it, 5 years probation<br />sittin at home waitin<br />For me to come home, lacin me up, boot<br /><br />[Myalansky]<br />Yo, chill 12 O'Clock, the feds rushed my man spot<br />Pictures of the proda-blue land down in Suzanne's shop<br />Questionin this cat I knew named Dredd Scott<br />Polly yo cousin stashed half of a man inside his dread snot<br />Just before he made it back to Bedrock<br />He had testified against this cat from up to pushin a Benz drop<br />Trafficin coke back in a bread box, then I heard it wasn't coke<br />Shit was terron, raw eggs, stop<br />Should of clapped his ass, I seen a flash cop<br />Swarmin in the parkin lot, projects hot<br />Tropic is scorchin rock, hrad to try to cop a knot<br />Informer type faggots they snitch<br />Bitches, they talk a lot, stab 'em with dick<br />Beady overdosed, clockin syran, too many minerals<br />Pockets stay mad with no ears, this shit is petifull<br />Cheddar bring the jealousy, burners blaze over some beef<br />Dead in my industry, I can't lie<br />My head is defeat, pussy ain't nothin sweet<br />All my niggaz are locked in the beast<br />Who used to run with me, Daddy-O<br />Daddy you home, you livin comfortably<br />Respect due, but never is paid<br />Bitch comfort me, heroin, crack<br />Pagin each other, jump on a jack for fee<br />Hundred dollars, sell it, we took<br />Another way to eat, I can't lie<br />Shit that I write is like a legacy<br />...a legacy
New song lyrics
[Intro: sampled]<br />Chaos struck nation-wide today as four suspects, including the<br />members of the rap group Wu-Syndicate and another suspect, 12 O'Clock<br />alledgedly have infiltrated and taken over the industry.<br />We'll keep you updated as more news becomes available.<br /><br />[Napolean]<br />I pull heist like the Colombo's, mob price, traffic is closed<br />The Heiroglyphics, son, watch the money power<br />When I was 19 wrote the wheel, cherished the poker life<br />25 man's rack, kidnappin his thug wife<br />Glamorous, en-vi-vivangelist, fuck his fanatics<br />Just from Los Angeles, blowin like Alanis<br />Napolean, vision of Malibu golden sands<br />Roll with J in a bubble outlet, you know the clan<br /><br />[Joe Mafia]<br />Schemed out my mind<br />Ghetto syringes tooken with spy ninjas<br />Mafia with swiftness, conductin the sheist business<br />Probably win, minor gotti click, abduction<br />My peeps, extortion flame, the holo-tips corruptin this metropolis<br />It drain slow, over karets, see a vain hoe, maintain, oh<br />Ya flame thrower, UFO, niggaz is jakin at hoes<br />Playin the same tunes for Picollo's<br />A shy house, slangin Micollo's<br />Duckin the snot mineral<br /><br />[12 O'Clock]<br />I put the hoe at risk, I make 'em carry my grip<br />In the whip with the extra clips<br />She could stick it up her pussy<br />Don't get scared, I'm real deep<br />They just put up the doofy<br />I think the po's 'bout to poo me<br />And if they do, you better say we goin' to the movie<br />If they ask my name, it be Benetton McClain<br />If shit gets serious, bitches soakin in fame<br />Now I change the name 12 O'Clock off into a white cop<br />Bitch cursin a lot, stop<br />This shit is creatin more situations<br />She gon' take it, 5 years probation<br />sittin at home waitin<br />For me to come home, lacin me up, boot<br /><br />[Myalansky]<br />Yo, chill 12 O'Clock, the feds rushed my man spot<br />Pictures of the proda-blue land down in Suzanne's shop<br />Questionin this cat I knew named Dredd Scott<br />Polly yo cousin stashed half of a man inside his dread snot<br />Just before he made it back to Bedrock<br />He had testified against this cat from up to pushin a Benz drop<br />Trafficin coke back in a bread box, then I heard it wasn't coke<br />Shit was terron, raw eggs, stop<br />Should of clapped his ass, I seen a flash cop<br />Swarmin in the parkin lot, projects hot<br />Tropic is scorchin rock, hrad to try to cop a knot<br />Informer type faggots they snitch<br />Bitches, they talk a lot, stab 'em with dick<br />Beady overdosed, clockin syran, too many minerals<br />Pockets stay mad with no ears, this shit is petifull<br />Cheddar bring the jealousy, burners blaze over some beef<br />Dead in my industry, I can't lie<br />My head is defeat, pussy ain't nothin sweet<br />All my niggaz are locked in the beast<br />Who used to run with me, Daddy-O<br />Daddy you home, you livin comfortably<br />Respect due, but never is paid<br />Bitch comfort me, heroin, crack<br />Pagin each other, jump on a jack for fee<br />Hundred dollars, sell it, we took<br />Another way to eat, I can't lie<br />Shit that I write is like a legacy<br />...a legacy
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