[StreetLife]

Yeah, what?

Feel the fire

Word life

Yo, yo, yo...



What's your major malfunction

for pumpin that watered down substance?

Kid, watch for the snuffings

Wu-Tang Productions paralyze the function

Street corruptions, no interruptions

Son of my father's mother's ex-husband

Uncle's sister's son, his daughter's cousin

Raised in a Killin Fields with a gun, stay bustin

I keep supplyin this Uncontrolled Substance

Highly-explosive radio-active doses

Spontaneous flow that's very impulsive

Raw material that's anti-corrosive

My additude stay intensly repulsive

Wanna be MC's? First you gotta face me

S-T-R double E-T, mostly low key

'til someone provokes me, stay anti-socially

So don't bother approachin me

Keep the burner closely and mosey

Catch me where the hoes be, Shaolin O.G.

With my voice box rid of toxic

Killah Hill Projects, we lock shit

Fuck the opposite, eat a dick

I talk mad shit cuz I could back it

Plus eight-fice percent of y'all rappers is actors

You'se a sex symbol, shakin ya ass to sell a single

But you sold out, yo, you sold out

You walked the whole route, and now you straight trout

and now you straight trout, get snuffed the fuck out!!!



[Inspectah Deck] "Fierce darts..."

[Bobby Digital] "We could bust a shot or we could bust a verse or two"

[Ghostface Killah] "Blew off the burner k-k-kinda dusty"

[Bobby Digital] "We could bust a shot or we could bust a verse or two"

[Raekwon] "Pullin out gats-g-g-gats for fun"

[Bobby Digital] "We could bust a shot or we could bust a verse or two"

[Inspectah Deck] "Fierce darts that'll pierce thru Solid Armor"



[StreetLife]

Yo, Supreme intelligence, Killah Hill resident

Wu-Element, yo, my logo's done with excellence

Street specialist, holdin this, solo lyricist

Black supremesist from the nine delious

Ghetto chemisist, the tip of my tongue is venomous

Spit Poisonous Darts continuous

All you fatter cats with battery backs

And gangster raps, claimin how much gats you pack

You still wack, you'se a suspect

No respect, catch a chit chat

Talkin nines and techs, you haven't met Street yet

Quick to shit on ya rep, cosmetic fuck

This is B-B conduct, Shaolin What!? What!?



[Raekwon] "I grew up on the crime side, the New York Times side"

[Inspectah Deck] "Fierce darts that'll pierce thru Solid Armor"

[Bobby Digital] "We could bust a shot or we could bust a verse or two"

[Inspectah Deck] "Pierece thru S-s-solid Armor"

[Bobby Digital] "We could bust a shot..."



[StreetLife]

This is Street Life delivery, heavy artillerary

("We could bust a shot...")

Thug therapy until they bury me, fellin me?

Shattered armor, my code of honor

Never diss honor, stay far beyond of this

You wearin toga suits and open-toed sandles

Eatin Strange Fruit, gettin man-handled

Control your lust, never reach and don't bust

Watch who you trust, get Digi like dust

Street Life, you know the type, bloody ya eye sight

I'm takin all fights tonight, on mic or off mic

You ain't controlled, you seein, yo, got your suit

Don't put your faith in the flute, son, you're mad loose

Another thug turned bitch, the industry made you switch

Done shattered your armor and now you ain't shit

Look at your now with your washed up style

Represent it 'til I die, N.Y., Shaolin Isle



[Bobby Digital] "We could bust a shot or we could bust a verse or two"

[Ghostface Killah] "Blew off the burner k-k-kinda dusty"

[Bobby Digital] "We could bust a shot or we could bust a verse or two"

[Raekwon] "P-P-Pullin out gats for fun"

[Bobby Digital] "We could bust a shot or we could bust a verse or two"

[Ghostface Killah] "B-B-Blew off the burner, k-k-kinda dusty"

[Bobby Digital] "We could bust a shot or we could bust a verse or two"

[Inspectah Deck] "Fierce darts that'll pierce thru Solid Armor"

[Bobby Digital] "We could bust a shot or we could bust a verse or two"