* (Bonus Track on CD ROM)
 (Chorus / Havoc):
 Cause in the long run we could be on son
 It's on son
 Extra cash just for more guns

 Cause in the long run we could be on son
 It's on son
 Extra cash just for more guns

 Let's start the warfare....

 (Ty Nitty):
 Yo Ty Nitty  airforce one's call up my duns
 Got more niggas seeds on sesame buns
 Caught a body on the run
 You don't want none, lump some
 Exort niggas for they lump sum no doubt
 Proceed,where that weed indeed
 Havoc laced the track razor sharp, you bleed

 (Havoc):
 My whole mission, like a platoon take position
 Ain't goin in if my clique can't get in
 That's word to mines have you stressed like jail time
 Get that loot up, no doubt I bail mines
 Easy access
 Shorty straight up hit the mattress
 Have you role playin just like a actress
 My tactics leavin niggas stuck doin back flips
 I black out
 Take it to the gats
 Fuck this rap shit
 Let my niggas shine
 Rate my rhymes like a dime

 Swollen bullet wounds, head ass niggas

 (Prodigy):
 Yo,
 Who's the one to be made into example
 Nigga you pop shit wit the wrong guys this time
 What! (gunshots)
 My mobb'll get on top ya, topple ya
 Like a fall guy you fell down clown
 Heard some four pound sound my '86 style now (gunshot)
 Ten years later still hold a firm ground
 Nigga P thugly
 Enter the ring wit something for anyone who wanna play gun
 What up G?
 I'll clap you stop in your tracks, how about that?
 Now analyze these cats wit live nigga rap
 You seen strapped, came outside all hype wit gats
 Got juiced up, now bishop think he thuggin it black pimp
 Let's rap a taste
 You get your little head pinched off
 Brooklyn touched you, then left you for Queens to finish off
 Fuck a ----- Keith Murray and his whole clique
 Yea, you snuffed me in front of the cops, that bullshit
 Told you come around the corner, no police and no witnesses
 Little to your knowledge
 You almost got shot but that's aiight though
 I'm a catch ya ass again
 You fuckin immigrant ------ for two cent
 My Mobb runnin shit you fuckin Carlton Ave coward
 The forecast call for gray skies and gun showers

 (Chorus / Havoc):
 Cause in the long run we could be on son
 It's on son
 Extra cash just for more guns

 Cause in the long run we could be on son
 It's on son
 Extra cash just for more guns