Yeah, y'all know what this is we back at it
Come on, it's that nine eleven music right here man
We in the building man, welcome to Ground Zero everybody
Juelz Santana, Dipset, Hell Rell

Yo, yo, I speak pain, I spit power, talk courage
Breathe flowers, follow me through the debris of these towers
The rain, the sleet, the street showers
Don't get caught up when the street showers

When the guns rain, the clips pour
The soldiers grip fours, then begin war
Come on, it's Santana, the Great
Tie 'em up, bandanna his face, hammer his face, fucker

I'm trying to get my act together
In the booth now trying to get my rap together
You know, I got to fire to heat the street up
Abuse the track an' beat the beat up you know?

You already know what I'm about, homie
I'm young, I'm focused, I'm just comin' out, homie
You can go by what you hear, through word of mouth, homie
Or step out of line, Cam bettin' the house on me

You know I ain't stoppin' yet
You know my album ain't done, it ain't droppin' yet
I'm in the mist of a biddin' war
An' we need two milli more just to move in the door, shit

Yes, the boys are back at it
Come, holler at us, the boys are back at it
So line 'em up, shoot 'em down, do it now
Welcome to Ground Zero, tell 'em it's Ground Zero

Line 'em up, shoot 'em down, do it know
Welcome to Ground Zero, tell 'em it's Ground Zero
Yes, the boys are back at it
Come, holler at us, the boys are back at it

Killa, yo, these girls told you I'm the man, right?
Well listen to lover, when I beef, visions are gutter
Kids clappin', kidnapping, heard her missin' a brother
I'm hittin' your sister, you kissin' your mother
The shit is disguster

Underground with people, lethal
Trapped in the desert, surrounded by evils
Yeah, I see your bitch is impressed, my kicks is all fresh
This shit on my chest by Mitchell an' S

I got her opened, hopin' she's not
I'd have her crack in her tits, coke in her twat
Have her crack up the strip, coke up the block
She'd get cracked up an' hit, keep soapin' your cycle, mami

My girls lay up in suites, a half of cake of week
An' masturbate like Tweet, Killa, I be poppin' the oozies
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Mair is snoopy, look at your hooptie, rockin' the rubies
Hop in the hoochie, poppin' her coochie

Chill while I'm chasin' millions
I'm a baller that would merk you like Jason Williams
Don't play with villas', vacate the building
Or the eights will come an' rape your children

Yeah, it's a kilo to a milligram
I'm still the man, word to Killa, Cam

Yes, the boys are back at it
Come, holler at us, the boys are back at it
So line 'em up, shoot 'em down, do it know
Welcome to Ground Zero, tell 'em it's Ground Zero

Line 'em up, shoot 'em down, do it know
Welcome to Ground Zero, tell 'em it's Ground Zero
Yes, the boys are back at it
Come, holler at us, the boys are back at it

Two of my cards an' crooks slashed at two of my pawns an' rooks
For all the charms they took to my head of security
British the titan, clickin' the fifth an' grippin' it tight
Goddammit, not to mention my bishop an' knights
I listen to Bridgette to White, makin' crucial trips through the night

An' Prince Juelz, I told you ever since, Juelz
If them fagots even flinch, Juelz, my dogs are gonna it 'em alive
Forty-fours, the pleadin', deletin' they lives
An' Killa wallys, leadin' the movement, for realla
We wouldn't be in this movement, over him, I might kill ya

Be in a tomb, just facin' my time
Loyal on side, outside spoiler on rides
System bumpin', bumpin' 'Oh boy' in the ride
Oh boy, I done slide, shit

He done came, got his boy, he's ashamed at his boy
Had to flame at a boy, over the name we employed
Which is none other than Dip Set
For y'all dumb motherfuckers

Yes, the boys are back at it
Come, holler at us, the boys are back at it
So line 'em up, shoot 'em down, do it now
Welcome to Ground Zero, tell 'em it's Ground Zero

Line 'em up, shoot 'em down, do it know
Welcome to Ground Zero, tell 'em it's Ground Zero
Yes, the boys are back at it
Come, holler at us, the boys are back at it

Killa the Don, Freaky, Juelz Santana, BK, Harlem
Hell Rell, the whole Taliban, Dip Set, T. Money, Luca
Incomprehensible
Cut it short on these niggas