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[Hook: woman]
We pop, we brawl, gettin money til the day we fall
We pop, we brawl, gettin money til the day we fall

[RZA]
Double barrel shotgun (blaow), pop son
I told nigga, just not run
I saw him on 205th in Fordham
This dog was frozen, so my high heat thawed him (Wu!)
I blown ya, you need a blood donor
My bitch ghetto, like Florida and Laronia (girl)
Laundry mat hoes, who want clothes?
I flow checks, one followed by six o s (six o s)
I got hoes, in codes, in different areas
Four ton whips that s sittin on interiors
The bass shake in the club like it s earthquakin
I cock arm, pass the bomb, like Troy Aikman (Aikman)
Play the basement like Bruce Wayne and Dick Grayson
You miserable, you get kidnapped by Kathy Bason
Thrown to the dungeon, for your spongin
Of Wu Killa Bee, what s your total malfunction?

[Chorus: ShaCronz & ODB (Freemurda)]
We pop, we brawl, get money til the day we fall (yeah)
My glock (my glock), my four (my four)
throw shots through your bedroom door (bedroom door)
From the P s, to the morgue, cop Louie all the way to my drawers (New York)
We pop (pop), we brawl (brawl), get money til the way we fall

[ShaCronz]
Come on, let s cut the crap, money
I ve been gettin this rap money
Crack money, stack money, I m tryin to get that Shaq money
That Mike Tyson, Michael Jordan, Michael Jack money
Five hundred mill and better, dog, yeah, now that s money
Act funny, ya ll make me laugh (haha)
Frontin like you tough, you softer than a baby s ass
These lazy ass labels -- fuck you! Pay me cash
My crazy path promoted me into a Mercedes class

[Chorus]

[Freemurda]
Yeah.., all ya ll can see is the back of my jersey
Blowin in the wind, goin back to Jersey
Off to Brooklyn, left you back in Jersey
I was doin a buck 90 like a throwback jersey
Shame on a Nigga, take it back to Dirty
Run, game on a nigga, I ll be back in thirty
Seconds, got the world s greatest record
And that money I mma spend it like your greatest record
This Division, all the ladies respect it
Disrespect it and the eighty ll check it
It ain t hard to see how ya ll ignorin the steel
Niggas that I clap, lookin for me still
Til they look like they came out of George Foreman grill
Thoughts are stolen on Free, must be on them crills
Plus my, team gon be holdin like forty mill
Thoughts are rollin on E., must be on those pills

[Chorus]

I am alive to make you die
I am alive to take your life

For 30 years I have waited
Finally the time is here

Hunting you down and to destroy you
For betraying me
lying about your reigion
Here by...

Getting everything is easy for you
Fail for anything is something you can t do
If it doesn t work in the way you want it for
You start dreaming until it s right
Lie is lie -- and truth is truth
You ll turn...

Ruch, jakiś ruch
Dookoła nas
To tylko lekki puch
Delikatnych słów

Do taktu nie przeszkodzi nam,
nieproszony gość,
Bo wszyscy wokół nas,
Już śpią, już śpią.

Ref.
Nie zamykaj oczu bo,
Na zawsze chce być
W zasięgu Twego wzroku i,
I dłoni Twych.
By zawsze gdy wyciągniesz je,
Mogły napotkać...

It s funny to think I trusted you
It s funny to think that I have spent my whole damn life supporting you
It s funny that I believed in you,
It s funny I thought that you d be there if I should ever call on...

TURNCOAT! KILLER! LIeR! THIEF!
Criminal with protection of the law!

Go!

States lies dressed up as evening news
We re tired of lies we want the truth
Brodcast by corpses courting you
We re tired of lies we want the truth