Sisters! Niggaz! [x2]


[Rock Shabazz:]

I'm the rap Black beast

My family's black sheep

Destined to enter the scene and drop a rap masterpiece

Pack a piece to blast a path through the streets

My pattern of speech is crafted for beats

I want your whole ration to eat

The new chapter on the streets reads "Longshots"

No crack rock or black Glocks, just laptops for have-nots

And still carry sharp rocks to stab cops in the back of they knots

Jackin' top spots whether you like it or not

No videos or radio

I don't need any of those, got plenty of flows

Mafia dons send me a rose

Cause I've got a deathwish, convinced we the next shit

And still resist urges to reach and snatch your necklace

I strangle yes-men, ain't nobody next to me

No psycho thugs or funnystyle cats on ecstacy

Doubting Thomases laugh at my prophetic promises

But even haters become believers when I heal Jesus


[Scratches:]

Shit on the beat, wrap it and ship it..

I'm a whole different breed of man (ya heard!)

Longshots...flash from the clip

Gotta get it cuz you nah listen (ya heard!)

[x2]


[Crayon:]

Niggaz don't recognize who the Longshots are

We the best newcomers in rap by far

These rappers been frontin' on y'all, I put more in these bars

Preparing a bible that dissolves riches and cars

We spittin knowledge like Elijah Muhammad, Martin and Malcolm

Marley and Marvin like Moses lead my people outta bondage

We aim to astonish give 'em no choice to acknowledge

Our ebonics from Queens to Compton finally streets are saying somethin

Not these cliché niggaz giving props to fake niggaz

Hyping up lame niggaz overlooking great niggaz

We smack niggaz who front stomp artificial thugs

Talking about their gats pump when all they do is catch lumps

And you bougie faggot industry niggaz don't do me no favors

I'm nice and gonna make it or spazz like Larry Davis

Eyes on the prize writing scriptures on th road to riches

Screaming out to the top of our lungs we made it niggaz!


[Scratches:]

Shit on the beat, wrap it and ship it..

I'm a whole different breed of man (ya heard!)

Longshots...flash from the clip

Gotta get it cuz you nah listen (ya heard!)

[x2]


[Bridge:]

Them crack rocks and glocks we don't need em

Them magazines for real we don't read em

Them bullshit clubs nigga we gon' leave em

Give me a reason not to start squeezin

Them niggaz is lost son we gon lead em

Them kids is hungry son we gon feed em

We just tryna eat and keep breathin

Give me a reason not to start squeezin


[Crayon:]

We bringing something to the table

Got these labels out the cradle

Sleeping on us could be fatal

Frontin on what could've paid you

Go ahead and doubt us they called Jesus a liar

Now we in position to give 'em baptisms of fire

We the unbegotten sons of notorious, pac and pun

For the millenium spitting flames like we swallowed the sun

Our time is closing in

We strong and chosen men

Longshots shaking the spot for the 2000 and twin!


[Rock Shabazz:]

I'm fresh off of suicide watch

A hundred shot Glock couldn't make the block hot

Like the Longshots' Rock

Taking back Hip-Hop from you faggots and you crackers

Drama for you thugs, ballers, macks and backpackers

Introducing..The Longshots, Crayon and Rock

Stay on the block, spray on the glock

Play on the lock until the combination pop

We rushing in, begin your end and end where you begin

Without further adue, ladies and gentlemen

The saga begins, begins war

This the First Brick nigga the style is sick nigga..what!


Niggaz! (Fake killas)

Sisters! Niggaz!


[Crayon:] This year I declare war on these fake thugs, fake crooks

niggaz actin bugged with they fake looks

[Rock-S:] This year I declare war on jails, drugs and poverty

All you fake ones don't want no part of me

[Crayon:] This year I declare war on these corny emcees, only

talk about guns and smoking weed

[Rock-S:] This year I declare war on these cops getting badges

off shooting and killing our Black asses. This year. yeah!


[scratches and talk]