[Billy Danzenie]

How about some hardcore?

(Yeah, we like it raw!) [x4]

How about some hardcore?



[VERSE 1: Billy Danzenie]

(Yeah, we like it raw in the streets)

For the fellas on the corner posted up 20 deep

With your ifth on your hip, ready to flip

Whenever you empty your clip, dip, trip your sidekick

You got skill, you best manage to chill

And do yourself a favor, don't come nowhere near the Hill

With that bullshit, word, money grip, it'll cost ya

Make you reminisce of Frank Nitty 'The Enforcer'

I move with M.O.P.'s Last Generation

Straight up and down, act like you want a confrontation

I packs my gat, I gotta stay strapped

I bust mines, don't try to sneak up on me from behind

Don't sleep, I get deep when I creep

I see right now I got to show you it ain't nothin sweet

Go get your muthafuckin hammer

And act like you want drama

I send a message to your mama

'Hello, do you know your one son left?

I had license to kill and he had been marked for death

He's up the Hill in the back of the building with two in the dome

I left him stiffer than a tombstone'



[Li'l Fame]

How about some hardcore?

(Yeah, we like it raw!) [x4]

How about some hardcore?



[VERSE 2: Billy Danzenie]

(Yeah, we like it rugged in the ghetto)

I used to pack sling shots, but now I'm packin heavy metal

A rugged underground freestyler

Is Li'l Fame, muthafucka, slap, Li'l Mallet

When I let off, it's a burning desire

Niggas increase the peace cause when I release it be rapid fire

For the cause I drop niggas like drawers

Niggas'll hit the floors from the muthafuckin .44's

I'm talkin titles when it's showtime

Fuck around, I have niggas call the injury help line

I bust words in my verse that'll serve

Even on my first nerve I put herbs to curbs

I ain't about givin niggas a chance

And I still raise shit to make my brother wanna get up and dance

Front, I make it a thrill to kill

Bringin the ruckus, it's the neighborhood hoods for the Hill that's real

Me and mics, that's unlike niggas and dykes

So who wanna skate, cause I'm puttin niggas on ice

Whatever I drop must be rough, rugged and hard more

(Yeah!) 



[Billy Danzenie]

How about some hardcore?

(Yeah, we like it raw!) [x4]



[VERSE 3: Billy Danzenie]

Yo, here I am (So what up?) Get it on, cocksucker

That nigga Bill seem to be a ill black brother

I gets dough from the way I flow

And before I go

You muthafuckas gonna know

That I ain't nothin to fuck with - duck quick

I squeeze when I'm stressed

Them teflons'll tear through your vest

I love a bloodbath (niggas know the half)

You can feel the wrath (Saratoga/St. Marks Ave.)

B-i-l-l-y D-a-n-z-e

n-i-e, me, Billy Danzenie

(Knock, knock) Who's there? (Li'l Fame)

Li'l Fame who? (Li'l Fame, your nigga)

Boom! Ease up off the trigger

It's aight, me and shorty go to gunfights

Together we bring the ruckus, right?

We trump tight, aight?

I earned mine, so I'm entitled to a title

(7 fuckin 30) that means I'm homicidal



[Li'l Fame]

How about some hardcore?

(Yeah, we like it raw!) [x4]



[VERSE 4: Li'l Fame]

Yo, I scream on niggas like a rollercoaster

To them wack muthafuckas, go hang it up like a poster

Niggas get excited, but don't excite me

Don't invite me, I'm splittin niggas' heads where the white be

Try to trash this, this little bastard'll blast it

Only puttin niggas in comas and caskets

I ain't a phoney, I put the 'mack' in a -roni

I leave you lonely (Yeah, yeah, get on his ass, homie)

Up in your anus, I pack steel that's stainless

We came to claim this, and Li'l Fame'll make you famous

I mack hoes, rock shows and stack dough

Cause I'm in effect, knockin muthafuckas like five-o

I'm catchin other niggas peepin, shit, I ain't sleepin

I roll deep like a muthafuckin Puerto-Rican

So when I write my competition looks sadly

For broke-ass niggas I make it happen like Mariah Carey

I got shit for niggas that roll bold

Li'l Fame is like a orthopedic shoe, I got mad soul

I'ma kill em before I duck em

Because yo, mother made em, mother had em and muthafuck em



[Li'l Fame]

Knowmsayin?

Li'l Fame up in this muthafucka

Givin shoutouts to my man D/R Period

[Name]

Lazy Laz

My man Broke Ass Moe

The whole Saratoga Ave.

Youknowmsayin?

Representin for Brooklyn

Most of all my cousin Prince Leroy, Big Mal, rest in peace

[Billy Danzenie]

Danzenie up in this muthafucka

I'd like to say what's up to the whole M.O.P.

Brooklyn, period

Them niggas that just don't give a fuck

[O.G. Bu-Bang]

Bet yo ass, nigga

Hey yo, this muthafuckin Babyface [Name]

Aka O.G. Bu-Bang

Yo, I wanna say what's up to the whole muthafuckin M.O.P. boyyeee