Chorus: Lil' Fame (Billy Danze)
 We happen to be  them LIVE NIGGAZ
 (Don't try) NIGGAZ
 Do or DIE NIGGAZ
 Fizzy Womack  y'all  true HILLFIGGA
 One that'll put the drop on ya quicker  NIGGA
 *repeat*

 Verse one: Lil Fame'

 We brought a very raw chapter  from the history of slinging crack!
 To the history of rap
 From the history  of street misery
 The Brownsville, Brooklyn, Vietnamese
 (William and) Womack, pa
 It's known that you get your shit blown back, pa
 The Hill is still real, we own that, pa
 (Cock back the chrome) cause you don't clap, pa
 What it look like, when they on the pipe?
 Slinging the same as Fame getting cream all night
 (Gotta get my hustle on) Go 'head
 Cause I know what it be like, when you got no bread
 When you down and out, people turn they back at you
 Even the chicas try to disrespect the rap in you
 I got gratitude, baby I ain't mad at you
 I bet you that pussy is stink as your attitude
 Hold that down,
 As I step off, no frown
 Keep that pretty smile, like always
 Some people getting fucked up in these raw days
 But they can be left to stretch in they hallways
 I got family from CI to B'ville
 We fear no EVIL, bitch nigga, we real
 (Now slide) Slide
 Before I turn this conversation, into a motherfucking homicide

 Chorus: Billy Danze (Lil Fame)

 *change 4th line to: William Berkuance, live (Hillfigga)*

 Verse two: Billy Danze

 Now I don't know if you remember me, it's (William Berkuance)
 From downtown swingin and slinging is no shit
 Watch these real niggaz, move crowds
 While you pathetic, dibetic ass niggaz ain't allowed
 I'm not a gangster, and I won't lie
 I've always been afraid to die
 (So when worst come to worst) I'll back my shit out first
 I'll feel better in an Elderado, than in a herse
 When its TIME TO ROLL you know where them thugs at
 (First Family!) , you know where my love's at
 Give up to my peers who survived through the Blood, Sweat, and Tears
 Here to a hundred years
 We won't change or switch or aim or pitch!
 We dedicated to dominating the same shit
 Holla-holler! I know what I may have to do
 (You know my motto!) Walk past and slash your crew
 If I'm after you, it's on
 Keep your head up, cause I won't let up till your ass is gone
 (Come on!) So now you remember me
 It's the hell-raising, gun-blazing, BD

 Chorus: *first 1/2 Lil' Fame, second 1/2 Billy Danze*

 Verse three:

 Lil' Fame: Can I hear silence? For the peops thats deceased
 *pause* REST IN PEACE
 Ya', (Ya') Still with me
 And I still keep old feel with me
 I'm dedicated to the game
 Whether its the streets or this rap thing, I'm gon' maintain
 A Brooklyn ?fugitive?
 I'm the judge(What?!), jury (What?!), and the executioner

 Billy Danze: I'm used to, the automatic machines
 (The heavy calibre) And the bloody crime scenes
 You know my name, I've been trained to flip
 From the environment where they be firing whole clips
 So tell your man stop flinchin
 Stand at attention! and prepare for the lynchin
 (Firing Squad) With the same tale
 (The last of the best) And we saved the best for last *echoes*
 *beat to fade