Dylan
Yo, Blaze the fire and watch
the enemies crumble
Jamaican chant
See the blood of a slave
The eyes of a Banta
Rise from the grave
When they listening to Dylan
Action and ways speak
clearly like a veteran
Looking both ways
When concealing my weapon

Babs
I was raised in the gutter
Fifties for elevens
And a dirty box cutter
I'm standing my ground
Back and forth out of town
I'm getting that cash
And niggaz can't see Babs
If you ain't licking my ass
One tough chick
My flows is not to be fucked with
Send the word out
To them bitches that you run with
I'm here now
Bitches in trouble I spit fire
Quick to bust off
Like Weebay from the wire

Ness
Fucking with the grimiest nigga
Look in my eyes
My life was paralelled park
Until I put it in drive
D.U.I. smacked and broke
both of my headlights
Chicks gunning me down
Running mad redlights
Had low mileage
It was either hugging the
block or Hip Hop
I never will in college
I'm only being honest
Cadillac with the Mac
With the serial stratched
up in the lining

Fred
Now pass me some diamonds
With some dudes who move
When I say them good
So the hood call me Simon
When I rob I ain't rhyming
I change climates
And break more records
Than Rice did for the Niners

Chorus: (Dylan)
Them silly one now (hey)
All gangstas get them bless (hey!!!!)
To be wake
To be among so many Living Legends
Nobody stop me
Don't ask me why
This a real tall guy saying
Budda Bye Bye Bye

Them silly one now (hey)
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To be wake
To be among so many Living Legends
Nobody stop me
Don't ask me why
I'm a real bad boy saying
Budda Bye Bye Bye

Chopper
Man fuck them other niggaz
Cause I'm down with my niggaz
Yep, we Da Band
Y'all niggaz ain't fucking with us
Don't make me have to
spend that bend and do
a pull up
Reach for that 10 that
have you duckin' them
bullets
Hit you where it hurt
it be hard for you to
push up
Half-way crook ass niggaz
I got you shook up
You walk with your head faced down
You scared to look up
And I know Black and Blue
I got the hook up

Babs
I stay on my grind BK niggaz know
In your face everyday
like a Bad Boy video
On the block for a couple of years
I done smoked a lot of blunts
Drunk a couple of beers
The streets know me
The hood hold me
I paid dues
I'm the chick in the click
Full of niggaz, I made moves
Stay on top of my game
I can't lose
Get down or lay down
Bitch niggaz better choose

Chopper
I ride in the biggest trucks
All day, call me, shit
I supply the biggest stuff
Hit the block
Like I'm Cartel blunts
Ready for something to dump
I feel as though I got
the biggest nuts

Ness
Wait, move
I put blood in your socks, your shoes
Overflowing now you shaking your leg
Man I run with the gauge
like bacon with eggs
It's white, when I bite
When I bake it, it's beige

Chorus: 2x

Dylan speaking Jamaican
chant until beat fades
out