[Method Man]
 I got more glocks and tecks than you
 [Biggie Smalls]
 Still seein bodies wit da muthafuckin chalk around 'em
 (REPEAT 2X)

 [Trife]

 I thought I told you
 Never to trust  nobody but us
 Now the gats must bust
 Malicious black viper venomous
 There's gonna be a lotta white chalk and brains on the sidewalk
 I know you hear me
 Nigga talk

 [Larceny]

 Nigga I'm weak-in, can't move my mouth to speak-in
 They caught me creepin
 Deep in the hood peepin
 Larce was sneakin they took me off my feet-in
 But fucked up because my heart's still beatin
 I can't sleep, thinkin how I'mma creep
 Burners to squeeze but can't get up to help my ememies

 [Trife]

 Psychopath, when the days of wrath
 Resolve the conflict, I'mma lick who did it
 And who da fuck was wit it
 Till they dead covered blood red
 Pumpin lead till them bastards ain't got no head
 The raw deal, bad era switched to terror
 You could pray all day but still gone die anyway

 Chorus
 (REPEAT 4X)

 [Larceny]

 When I come, I'm comin right
 Fuck tip toein in the night
 I tear'em up in broad daylight
 Snakes too crudoo for you
 Nigga catch deja vu
 When I'm aimin my gat at you

 [Trife]

 It's time ta make it happen
 Fuck the yappin
 I'mma, step the fuck up and start clappin
 Double action
 Two fo' fo', we robbers for satisfaction
 Clickin off reaction

 [Larceny]

 All those robberies we breezed
 Backed down DTs
 Feelin the murder disease
 Thou shall die when I catch you
 And lick you in your eye
 Nigga, nice try

 [Trife]

 Our whole life, and thinkin
 Centered in drugs
 Twin mack loaded slugs and buckin at them other thugs
 Engraved, with the mark of the beast
 The shots I released increased aimin for dey head piece

 Chorus
 (REPEAT 4X)

 [Larceny, Trife]

 Murder's the death penalty
 Don't need nobody
 Helpin me but the other half of snake and me
 Us two combined, shots ta lick
 [Junior M.A.F.I.A. clique]
 Now who goes the road against it

 [Trife]

 Niggaz got drama
 I'mma kill his ***mama?*** first
 And then his **???**
 Ain't no time for bitchin
 Callin police and snitchin
 You live by the gun, you die by the gun
 Don't do this killin shit for real, why do the shit for fun?
 Try ta murder my blood, can't let it slide
 Family pride committin grisly homicide
 Blunted, lame niggaz get hunted
 Autopsy shows he felt the black rhinos
 Fuckin witta pro
 I hit, I don't miss
 Niggaz spit clips disappear in the mist, check it
 I showed you rugged put you fools in dirt
 Tryin ta put in work
 But only gettin ya fuckin self hurt

 Chorus
 (REPEAT 4X)

 Outro:
 [Trife]

 For my niggaz; Nino Brown, Lil' Ceeser, B.I.G., Bugsy, Capone, Cheek Del Vek,
 Lil' Kim, Kleptomaniac...
 Muthafucka