Immortalized

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    [Bart]
    We on a paper chase!
    I see it all through my third eye
    you played it fast so we ??? push it worldwide
    it's juss a mental suicide, Kamakazie
    got the plug on this game, so we on the plane Friday
    finally, its a motherfuckin hit
    clicks fists of four-fifths, Steady Mobb in this bitch
    I see his eyes wide, his wig split up
    on some murderous an half of his mutha
    fuckin clan was on some other shit scramblin
    them bullets through his skin tissue
    it's America's host
    you knew the game never fit you
    it's all official
    his last breath was on his line front
    Immortalized, his time has come

    [Chorus 2X: Bart]
    Immortalized!
    Blood shot red my eyes
    when the gun shots spread the skies it aint no where to hide
    I swear to God, a credit card cant account for the hate
    boy it's too late, theres no escape we already plannin ya wake

    [Keek Da Sneak]
    Uh, break me down
    roll me up an hit it
    don't shake me now
    take another hit, I want you to feel it
    this the realest
    this is what you'll be hearin through the backstreets, starrin
    hit the baron
    but dont forget, always check ya side views, an ya rear-end
    niggas fearin, for the fact that you havin paper, an you dealin
    ridin fetti, an a couple of hatas gon catch you when you aint ready
    like Redman, take it ??? ??? from the back
    to the head from lettin it seen ???
    casket bed me
    but instead me, I'ma live through it all
    I spit an fall
    I've been feelin like that since 2 Raw
    like Above The Law
    I was off that V-S
    bitin titties through the bra
    an nigga we juss
    get a kick outta breakin the law
    an then dig this
    cuttie that be breakin me off
    an I need this
    so I'm tryin to snatch it all
    its scratch an fall
    I'd rather stay on top an ball
    so my family is set when death calls

    [Chorus]

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    [Ridah of Mob Figaz]
    Now what they thought?
    That I'd give up an get caught
    after I
    grab the nine an headed straight for the vault
    when there aint never been a battle that I fought an lost
    wit out my... opponnent bein traced out in chalk
    but I still aint satisfied
    so peep the rapid-fire
    this'll be the day I die, fuck rappin, I'll retire
    negotiators said he'll provide, the paper I desire
    but he's a liar
    an I'm tired of bein lied too
    so we die too, when I ride through
    bustin in wit the hostages
    killin me, the guilt in me, fuck the cops an shit
    spectators see the caper, holla "Stop this kid!"
    but its too late
    I fear no fate, plus shootin straight
    an its funny
    cuz all I ever wanted was some money
    an someone to suck me like they had no teeth
    now all of a sudden these motherfuckers wanna know me
    call me down, sayin "Ridah let the hostages free!"
    But I'm on some, fuck the world shit, an I don't know
    I guess I'm stressed off the bullshit

    [Fed-X of the Mob Figaz]
    I've done adapted to this environment
    Now they can't stop me
    A Mob Figga
    Military tactics menace to society
    One of the chosen five
    That lead immortal lives
    Snatchin' all the product
    Breakin' every bone in the closet
    I'm out to get the data
    The top secret information got me took
    I'm bendin' every law in the book
    I fled the scene with two nines in the sky
    Sereal number scraped with no trace
    And known to race
    To get this pace
    Imported weapons
    Army fatigues and body vests
    I'm restin', for armageddon, with the illuminati
    Tales of Demias, Twentieth century, raised right
    It's third war!!
    Busted hinges and broken doors
    Interrogation and infiltration on the five
    Immortalized!

    [Chorus]

    Nigga!

    You know what I'm sayin?
    We've known to hustle since the beginning of civilization
    until this motherfucker
    you know what I'm sayin.... burn out
    that's all it's gon be
    we aint did nothin but breed in this shit
    you know what I'm sayin
    young niggas... you know what I'm sayin... all of us
    you know what I'm sayin
    all of us
    get ya money, watch them lights
    knock on you, knock on me
    Fuck it, you know what I'm sayin, til it's over wit
    thug it out til the end of civilization
    you know what I'm sayin?
    Against all odds
    Until we die, ride until we die
    mobbin it out, Money Ova Bitches
    money ova all that shit
    first priority, it's over all of it
    niggas aint goin no where, we in this motherfucker
    until this motherfucker
    go, until this motherfucker burn out!
    FUCK IT!! {*echoes out*}

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