Desperados

You ever dance with the devil under the pale moonlight?

Desperados, travellin

What the fuck's up son?

We could do this word up, we could do this

Spend too many nights on the Henny gettin right

Breakin big face Bennies, bettin against the friendly dice

I can't call it, it's goin too good to spoil it

Tell it like it is, the raw shit never recorded

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At a thousand degree Celsius I make MC's melt

Fuck my record label I appear courtesy of myself

Let me explain how I maintain thresholds to pain

I walk across the Sun barefoot lookin for shade

I rearrange your rib cage like a twelve gauge at close range

And change the position of your brain

My hard raps penetrate through your hardhats and all that

Nigga, get ya wig peeled back

I scalp you like the indians on horseback

Running Bull will hit you harder than runningback

Stunning man with brave and cunning rap

Swiftly running laps around 48 tracks

Like uncut crack you fiends keep coming back

Heads is flippin like acrobats on gym mats

From wax to analog tapes to digital DAT's

It's critical black, that Canibus is I'll like that

In fact perhaps you should quit rap, instead of always

Tryin to diss back, cause niggaz keep tellin you that your shit's wack

I rip raps, hardcore raps rushin you to the floor mat

Put you in the figure four, break your thorax

Jump off the top turnbuckle and land on your back

Til I hear it snap or crackle, the ref says chill black

You get clapped bringin the wrong raps to combat

Like bringin a paint gun to a shoot out with real gats

Y'all niggaz is wack, rappin over microphone feedback

My intelligence begins where yours peaks at

From Fox Boogie in the see-through brasierre, to Nasty Nas here

My nigga Nature'll explain it further if it's not clear

Millionaire look at the sky make sure it's still there

Ice grill stares and my jewelry is in every year

Pierre Cardan back in a Dapper Dan time

Now flex, angle wrecks, Foxy rock Van Klein

Initiated to the Firm shit, real thugs learn quick

Sit back and feel the ultimate hit

Initiated to the Firm shit, real thugs learn quick

Sit back and feel the ultimate hit

Yo lock in, do the knowledge, follow the doctrine

We clockin, on your airwaves, keepin it rockin

Blaze up, make fire, light your Purple Haze up

Betcha tired, bitch ass niggaz need to be caged up

So raise up fuck the playin, I'm sick of layin

I can picture sprayin off an SK, shells ricochetin

Snatched up, in Supreme Court, eyes half shut

Co-defendant caught a life sentence, seem him crack up

React what, who will, bail two mill'

Nigga cool still bet I'll be home before the news will

Blast fuse and leave purple Frank Matthews

Perhaps you confuse the concept black, cash rules

Incog-ged, another had more deez involved

Known freeze condo seize seven keys dissolved

Daily routine, speakin up for niggaz who sling

Hand to hand on them street corners claimin you king

It's time to lock this, join with us, let your glock spit

Guzzle the toxic, only fake niggaz drop snitch

Get your guns out, it don't take much for me to dumb out

Play one route, lay ya shit down and run South

Here's the cause of this shit, more statistics

Deeper than the laws of physics, Malibu sand ,the gorgeous bitches

Weed from 1-2-5, my whole crew live

A true Desperado, one that never choose sides

And show sympathy, just QB, an entity

Stock exchange, top of the game, watch you mention me

Image is nothin just obey your thirst

I blaze the Purple Haze, sit in a daze, then display your birth

For those concerned or just eager to learn

I speak for The Firm, was told to keep the cheeba to burn

Stashin my riches, past traditions, like Olympics

Pass the torch flip shit so y'all could picture my thoughts, I'm driftin

It's type I'll wakin up lookin like filth

Twenty years younger same hunger same ice grill

Genetically form grade A pedigree

Born to carve rhymes, a swift tongue helped to set it free

Theoretically peep how we bless this, young and restless

Guns and westins, learnin to connect through lessons

From cool feats to camps, niggaz shoot back

It's a proven fact, nine-seven's mine, y'all niggaz move back

Spend too many nights on the Henny gettin right

Breakin big face Bennies, bettin against the friendly dice

I can't call it, it's goin too good to spoil it

Tell it like it is, the raw shit never recorded

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