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Niggaz I'd hold down all day everyday. Or niggaz i'd take wit me if i recieved fame and acclaim:
Jonah aka K Dash
Magz aka Karma
Dion aka Arsenix
Tamba
Jordan aka Vendetta
Jerry aka Velz
Shane aka Syck Syllablez
My nigs that produce Trex n' Sway
I would Definately put in the word for the entire Black Ice camp.
Theres alot more but eh, i jus ill add later.
Lyrics
Victory 2005 (Team Tyson)
Hannibal aka CRiSiS
Yo, you cant fucc ya +slides togetha+
but I done menage'd, jus to see what bitches +thighs are wetter+//
I +vie to wet up+, any dude that +eye my cheddar+
my +guys'll sever+/ ya limbs, let ya blood +die ya sweater+//
yea faggot-- i done *gone savage*...
I'm 'bout to collect heads, like i *pawned cabbage*//
Dont make an ass outta yaself tryna +test me+
[I'll] let +teks squeeze+, and let-off on you, like +testes+//
My squad, got a dozen nuccas, *above you homie*
you aint *thug, you phony*-- I’ll *slug you homie*//
peep what *snubs do homie*/ I get real +peeved when provoked+
lay siege, tote +Desert-e’s wit scopes+//
da only thing left now, is ya *vertebrae*
*squirt away*… the ‘ski-mask’ and *MuRdAh way*//
6 feet deep, diggin’ da *dirt away*
any corpse that lays 'round turds and *herbs, decay*//
[[[dawg ill leave you rottin’ in fuccin urn displays ]]]] ::faded::
Willie aka Ill Will
It aint real factuality, its meer technicality
plan on goin international, fuckin with hoes thats Zamir's nationality
these halfass newcomers have queer sexualities,
yall work ya ass off, im drinkin beer with my faculty//
Seventeen, i don have 2 fear a fatality
I keep a desert-E cuz my peers actin violently//
Swear to Christ, only God's +will that can silence me+
These bummy niggaz +feel they can challenge me+//
But u go through trials for a lesson
Learn the first time, and ur bound for a blessin//
My style is florescent, yours foul and degressive
When Will spits rhymes to the crowds its prophetic//
The royalty of rap, Yall the clowns and the peasants
Come at me wrong, And they'll be holdin up ya body like John Paul the Second's//
The don's in a Lexus with a chick
Doesnt matter if she blonde or brunette with a dark silhouette//
won't stop till i fill my watch arm with bigets
Dumb niggaz, u cant exchange bars with a vet//
- work +smarter than the rest+, Important to my Team like +Vince Carter to the Nets+
Even +Carlos to the Mets+//
Im gettin better with age like Curtis +Martin on the Jets+
And i don't mind endin up a +martyr 4 the set+//
Me and Hydro get togetha when im +harborin the stress+
Right handed but still plan to +spark u from the left+//
Leave u anorexic lookin like a model in distress
it wouldnt be a bad idea for yall to borrow u some vests//
-We just find out what gang u linked with,
Ambush them, and break ya blocks up like their Lego pieces//
My flow's holy, U can only pray to reach dis--
Im givin niggaz hell like my name is Jesus//
I spit the hottest ciphers,
But i aint goin down like Kennedy nigga--I got the spotters and the snipers//
The Black Larry Flynt with dome slobbers in the Viper
Yall immature niggaz, still toddlers in ya diapers//
By now your prolly feelin me
test my abiltiy, and you'll be wakin up in a medical facility, jittery//
I stay around Bills like Hillary [[whoooooo]]
Will has no remedy, so sure no cure//
that niggaz wanna murk you, but yall dont got the guts to pull
Triggaz, past ya curfew, close the locks and shut the door//
Evade taxes so my bills are non deductable
I got a baby flow i deliver like docter Huxtable//
Yall aint pimps....Y u ask to rap her?
I just pull out Big Willie and a magnum wrapper
Leave the hefer ridin cock, u can +bet i fire glocks+
I bear arms like patients gettin +hepatitis shots+
Life's a bitch and then u die so i savor every victory
Meanwhile im drinkin Heineken to cater to my misery//
SiCc CiPheR ProDuCtiOnZ© Raw Regime™
