[Lil Fame]
 I'm back and I'm stuck up in this bitch [who dat?]
 Me bitch [who dat?]
 The Brooklyn thug, what the fuck you see bitch?
 I'm known for regulatin this game, fuck a critic
 Cuz when I'm spittin, I'ma split your shitit
 When I aim, yo you try to get a name
 But aint, provin a thang
 I'm still doin my thang,[go head] bells they still ring [uh huh]
 Now who the lame that wan' tango with Lil Fame
 Step in the ring and I'll break yo' ass up like Mills Lane
 [AAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!] How you like me now?
 That *Kool Moe P* shit, nigga, put it down
 Yo I need a silencer gat, shit too loud
 When that bitch start to holla, nigga do child
 Made the church people on your block wanna move out
 I bump off and I dump off, and a nigga cool out
 Why? Cuz when we in the place with the guns in our waist
 We don't say put your hands up, niggas stand up
 You gotta get it, cuz you now listen
 Dump off your body ?til your whole family die fishin?
 The street mayor, ghetto street playa
 Hit your hooker with this heavy dick meat playa ass cheek flare
 Fuck the fame!, I agree fuck the fame
 But I got four words for ya, don't fuck with Fame
 Cuz I'm a machine gun kelley, clappa dude
 Write my name across your belly, DRDRDRDRDRDRDRDR yap a dude!
 Aint no escapin these streets I'm raised in
 It's so amazin, we still blazin
 Aint no savin yo' ass from hell raisin
 They be strippin your cantelope off the pavement
 Wit yo' wig split in half and your chest caved in
 So walk on the green, I'ma cut yo' ass down if you walk in between
 So listen up and hear me boy, I'm the American [slash!] pretty boy

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 First Fam, ridiculous
 Violaters try to get with us, we quick to bust
 Them false dudes can't get wit us
 Hoes grillin cuz we too tough, too real, too raw, too rough
 First Fam, ridiculous
 Fools try to move but them fools can't get wit us
 Cuz we holdin, blastin, lowlin, blastin, strollin, trashin, rollin,
 MASHIN!!

 [Billy Danze]
 I done figured it out [what's that?]
 They don't want us to shine [true]
 You lost your mind if you thought I tossed my iron
 I still got it, for when I'm facin situations like this
 You dissin? I'm hittin
 Listen, is it me or the industry to understand
 I'm a whole different breed of man
 Bill Danze, Brownsville, Bronx
 And I'm servin double and single shots on the rocks, nigga [AAAAAAAHHH!!]
 What! Who gon' tame me
 I'm a back block nigga and can't, nobody change me
 You can look at me strangely
 Keep yappin at your dogs if I go up in your mouth, don't blame me
 First Family trainee, take what's mine
 '99 is my time to shine, that's that
 [Take it easy] Fuck that, I'm ready yo
 I refuse to dilute jewels for you fools on this radio
 Fizzy Wo', [suckas never played us]
 They can't fade us, they hate us, they anus
 In fact when you touch 'em face to face, they stay in they place
 They know I'm slayed up from the right side left five in one fist
 Shutup! Shutup! Now you wanna show love
 You hear the soft music in the background it's your brain on slugs
 Now, it's a dirty job but somebody gotta do it
 So I crept up, stepped up, got to it [FIRE!!]

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