for the deceased Thinkin bout the times that I spent with many of em Hopin that the Lord let me see the millenium Trapped in this ghetto main, seekin better days
way in the world that you can deny my method As my record rotates,my words get more impressive I'm an M.C., Evil's my Dj on Sire Records not M.C.A. C
(J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League, J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League) [Chorus - Bun B - w/ LeToya Luckett ad libs and Notorious B.I.G. sample] It was all a dream, thinkin '
mic like a syllable shotty, sippin' 40's Check it out, y'all, L.A.W.'s raw L.A.W. the lyrical assault weapon L.A.W. this might trouble you For all the
'chu say? (What's wrong, didn't think I'd remember?) I'ma kill you motherfucker Temper, temper Mr. Dre? Mr. N.W.A.? Mr. AK comin' straight outta Compton y'all better
Teachers, preachers, and deep-sea explorers C'mon [singer] These are the days, Lord these are the days These are the days (these are the days) Lord these are the days
[Chorus - Scratching w/ Background voice] [Beanie Sigel] Aiyyo Memph what's wrong with these niggas man? These niggas ain't sayin shit man These niggas
change now Back in the game now, all my niggaz in the hood now Better catch up now Say what? {"Shaolin shadowboxing!"} Shits 'bout to change Aiyyo, on rainy days
Man don't stumble or fall I still remember what M.B.D.D.F.C. means S.W.P.A.P. was a twister Sprinkled with powder and perfume, my sister took Two days
buildin, but we got different views I got a couple cars, I never get to use Don't like my women single, I like my chicks in twos And these days all the
stash and you gon be a quadrule preaching You better belive it don't mess with my fade Or you gon to feel the wrath of the H.A.W.K. [Chorus] 3x
what I mean? It's Wu-Tang Forever God (Invincible) Knahmsaying? We gonna get down with that W You gonna get down with that W That's that Wu, that's
Mr.Billy Puddles, class is yours" (1) One of these boys runnin' one of these own things (2) Today you better stop rockin' those tutus like totsies (3) Three days
life can't get no realer, nigga [Chorus - Busta Rhymes] + (Female voice) (Keep doin it baby) Mystikal, Violator, c'mon (Keep doin it baby) Dirtbag, Violator, c
So that nobody out there will be misled We come to bring this to you live and direct Live and direct from the boot camp set We be w-w-b-c-c, family is
't floss money, it looks better when it's invisible We get props from Wall Street to y'all street If ya missed it, I stay consistant, we got heat C-P-
Now I can remeber back inda days Nigga was gangsta to death N.W.A gangsta gangsta Got a nigga up under the rest Cause the boys inda hood was always
