1.Intro
2.War Party
Chorus (mac)：
It's world war
Can't nobody run and hide
It's world war
Cuz everybody's gonna die
It's world war nigga
Can't no nigga run from me they gun for me and come for me
Feel the rath of a nigga who bust
It's world war
Can't nobody run and hide
It's world war
Cuz everybody's gonna die
It's world war nigga
Can't no nigga run from me they gun for me and come for me
Feel the rath of a nigga who bust
It's world war
If you want it let's go get it get it
If it's what you need nigga we committed
If it's standing in your way nigga split it split it
And if it's real take it down with ya
Verse 1 (mac) ：
I'm mac the motherfucking camoflauge hitman
And murda murda is what they get when them unpure
They sick of your shit and your funural is my cure
It be a betta world without cha i'll be so sure
Come one come all watcha em all fall
Fuck aorund with tha block-a block-a, i kicks it off like soccer
Would you like to go to war with me？
I'll make you sorry that you ever played a card with me
Ya bitch you nigga i'm soldier, got that eyes of a tiger
If you's a biter me and my niggas don't like ya
We don't feel ya, if it sound to familar
We might steal ya, in other words we gonna kill ya
Mac-a-don, and represent to the fullest
Put my name on a record i'll put your name on a bullet
I never liked ya anyway ya bitch you
Say my name so we can make it official
And get ya issue my nigga
Chorus (mac)：
It's world war
Can't nobody run and hide
It's world war
Cuz everybody's gonna die
It's world war nigga
Can't no nigga run from me they gun for me and come for me
Feel the rath of a nigga who bust
It's world war
If you want it let's go get it get it
If it's what you need nigga we can committed
If it's standing in your way nigga split it split it
And if it's real take it down with ya
Verse 2 (magic) ：
I hear em scream bloody murder, hoping that they didn't see my
face
Didn't want to kill em, but they had to be erased
With all that bullshit that they be speaking
Couldn't rest so i had to put them 6 feet deep
Thats how it is, i was raised by the thugs
They all had potential but they told me to sell drugs
It's world war 3 motherfucker, you fucking with mac you fucking
with me
His enemy's my enemy, you wouldn't wanna go against this squad
You betta run and hide cause somebody bout to die
If mac say it's on then it's on, fuck sleep
We ride till the early fucking morning, looking for you bitch
niggas
Yall started we gonna finish this shit
Take my picture and put it on a t-shirt bitch
I know you motherfuckers heard about me
The ones thats deceased are the ones that doupt me
You can call me mr. 9th ward
Chorus (mac)：
It's world war
Can't nobody run and hide
It's world war
Cuz everybody's gonna die
It's world war nigga
Can't no nigga run from me they gun for me and come for me
Feel the rath of a nigga who bust
It's world war
If you want it let's go get it get it
If it's what you need nigga we committed
If it's standing in your way nigga split it split it
And if it's real take it down with ya
Verse 3 (d.i.g.) ：
Money and guns is what i'm known for keeping in my presence
These niggas better feel, what the fuck i'm tellin them
I'm a young ghetto nigga rebellion
And i pull this from my weapon eat a nigga flesh every second
I'm on that murda murda kill shit and trill shit
So feel that when i spit it's gonna be real shit
I got my guns up ready to hit
Run your mouth like a pussy i'ma fill it with dick
Nigga i'm a soldier, camaflouge nigga from the 'nolia
Fuck around with this war shit nigga your world is over
If it's what you need nigga come and get it get it
If you want beef nigga i'm commited and wit it
What
3.Best Friends
You was my nigga now we beefin'
I'm bustin' at you, you bustin' at me
And it won't stop til' we both sleepin' (2x)
We was claimin' the same hood fucked the same bitches
And they knew, if i hit it you had to hit it too, we was cruel
You was wit me when i first pulled the trigga
You tried to shoot two, but your gun jammed so we pulled off,
remember？
I headed by your mama house, for a couple of days
Cuz the niggas we was beefin' with, knew where i stayed
We was some down south niggas,
Boot in the mouth niggas
The wrong route niggas
Typical niggas
We'd just make a lil' dollar, sellin' weed to the needy
Everything be fifty／fifty ain't no need, for bein' greedy
You my dog, ha？ so that's how we played it
Niggas who hated, we rushed and demonstrated
Why we ain't to be faded
On this mission with get money, power, and bitches
I would ever come along with these riches that's if nobody
snitches
I do a bid for you, take care of your kid for you
But damn, look what these pussy niggas done did to you
Hello？
(yeah, nigga what's happenin'？)
What's happenin' wit'cha dogg？
(what's happenin' with you nigga, nigga talk about you got some
Beef wit me nigga)
Beef wit you？ nigga you know i'm a real nigga,
If i had some beef with you i'd come to ya like a man,
It ain't like that between us, what it is is, you talkin' to
these
Niggas, and these niggas got you....
Them niggas told you i blew up and i forgot about us
The same niggas who was with you, and afraid to bust
How could you listen to these niggas？ when they mean no good？
Muthafuckas ain't even from our hood
And now you snortin' furl with em
Off in that world with em
Father forgive him he dancin' to some other rhythm
Ever thought that we could work it out？
We would meet,
But as long as you with them niggas i be with that heat
And that's deep,
Cuz i made a promise to your mama when we was only 12
I would deliver you from evil and keep you alive and well
Guess i gotta disappoint her, but you leave me no choice
Callin' my crib with this 'murder, murder' tone in your voice
What i'm a bitch or somethin'？
I used to fight for you,
Used to let you stay at my mama crib when shit just wasn't right
for you
Look what you do me in return
I guess i played with fire, so eventually it burns
Hello？
Hello？
Man, this nigga done fuckin' hung up on me.
Y'all think that nigga serious？
It's world war nigga
Once again, it's the fuckin' murder prince
The ghetto commando, representin' niggas
4.Like Before
Mac talking：
And i put that on my life nigga
It's 1999 niggas
Look lets make it like before
It's world war
Once again on these....
Verse 1： (mac)
We been together for awhile, i'm diggin' your style
You sorta wild, but fragile, with a slugged smile
Lookin' like you ain't been plugged up in awhile
That's how i met you, comtplating on how i could get next to you
If you was mine i would never leave you, that's what you agreed
to
Never meant to mislead you, believed you
When you told me you would make it all work
Plus when you said it you was sportin' a mini- skirt
Nowa days i'll we do is fuss, i'll we do is cuss,
I'll we do is fuck, we don't even make love
I hate it when we fight like i hate a fake thug
In the process you kinda made me wanna escape love
As of tonight, i wanna make it right, wanna make just like the
first night
When it felt so right, you held me tight,
Told me you would be there for the stretch and i said the same
Now stop playin' games
Chorus： (mac)
And i don't wanna fight no more
We just can't seem to make it right no more
Your love, i couldn't tell you what it's like no more
Baby let's make it like before (let's make it like before)
And i don't wanna fight no more
We just can't seem to make it right no more
Your love, i couldn't tell you what it's like no more
Baby let's make it like before (let's make it like before)
Verse 2： (storm)
At times it seems like we don't belong together
And at the same time it seems like we meant for each other
I'm stressin', cause after so long we been in this struggle
If worse comes to worse, you know i'm there for you cause i love
you
Nothing's changed, in your driving range
And if money could buy love your spending chump change
The house, the car, the money, jewlery, and clothes
Really don't matter to me, it wasn't there before
If you know like i know, you better step it up and show me
something
Cause all this fighting and fussing, it don't amount to nothing
It's hard times, and alittle more lies
Baby just tell me what you feel inside, and we can ride the
tides
This is my heart, you playin' with my life
See fucking hoes is your thing so you don't need a wife
Cause when storm is feed up, i'm pissin' on you
Shittin' on you, and if you cross again bitch, i'm spittin' on
you
Chorus： (mac)
And i don't wanna fight no more
We just can't seem to make it right no more
Your love, i couldn't tell you what it's like no more
Baby let's make it like before (let's make it like before)
I don't wanna fight no more
We just can't seem to make it right no more
Your love, i couldn't tell you what it's like no more
Baby let's make it like before (let's make it like before)
Verse 3： (mac)
When i'm alone in my room, sometimes i stare at the wall
Just waitin' on your call, anticpating, pentrating your draw
It used to be a drug to me, makin' love to me all night
Had me feeling like it was all right
I know i'm wrong, most times we on the phone
Arguing about how long or when i'm comin' home
I never meant to hurt you or make you cry
Forgive me for calling you a lie, killing your pride
Know you down for me, slang your ground for me,
Let off a couple of rounds for me, when they over- stepping
their boundaries
And it's real to me when we walking and talking
I made it possible for you to be parking the big cars
Sportin' these fine jewls and it's cool, we can't lose
$200 dollars shoes, it's real to me
You feel that look, let's go ahead and walk these dogs
And stop all this fighting, ya heard me？
Chorus： (mac)
And i don't wanna fight no more
We just can't seem to make it right no more
Your love, i couldn't tell you what it's like no more
Baby let's make it like before (let's make it like before)
I don't wanna fight no more
We just can't seem to make it right no more
Your love, i couldn't tell you what it's like no more
Baby let's make it like before (let's make it like before)
And i don't wanna fight no more
We just can't seem to make it right no more
Your love, i couldn't tell you what it's like no more
Baby let's make it like before (let's make it like before)
I don't wanna fight no more
We just can't seem to make it right no more
Your love, i couldn't tell you what it's like no more
Baby let's make it like before (let's make it like before)
Now want you break a nigga off, break a nigga off
Break a nigga off, break it off
You gotta a nigga rock hard, a nigga rock hard
A nigga rock hard, now take it off
Now go to war with me, now go to war with me
Now go to war with me, now go to war with me
5.We Deadly
We deadly
We deadly, ahh
We deadly, ahh
We deadly, ahh
We deadly, ahh
We deadly, ahh
We deadly, ahh
My rap style is kill kill, never forget that
See the wig, you split that, you get that, it's that simple
Talk is cheaper then generic goods
We deadly apostiles, that means respected in every hood
The realest niggas be the illest niggas, he who whispers in the
dark
You can see the black in my heart
But that tigers in my eyes when i come through, fuck what you
been through
It's bout what you gone do when it come to
You ever dance with the devil cause we can take it to that level
I'm talking ghetto to ghetto just to catch you and wet you
Bless the soul of any nigga i cross
Somewhere in the shuffle we was lost looking for drama at any
cost
Love changes, niggas is cut throat, especially when they snort
coke
Mac's a minister, i was sent to replenish ya
Nothin can come between us, niggas who try to see us
Probably thanking me for sending them to meet they jesus
Ya'll want this war nigga (war)
Y'all want this beef nigga (beef)
Y'all really want a million niggas on your street nigga (street)
Y'all best to chill nigga (chill)
Cause we some real niggas (real)
You ain't heard, we murder murder kill kill niggas (kill kill)
Ya'll want this war nigga (war)
Y'all want this beef nigga (beef)
Y'all really want a million niggas on your street nigga (street)
Y'all best to chill nigga (chill)
Cause we some real niggas (real)
You ain't heard, we murder murder kill kill niggas (murder
murder kill kill)
We riders and i done rolled with the best
See y'all started this mess, now who wanna get wet
I done changed my life and chill cause no limit pays the bills
Now suckas banging on records, tryin to break down what i build
Before i started this i was a killer, a motherfucking drug
dealer
Now who the fuck don't feel us, what's up to my real niggas
(hoody hooo)
No limit soldiers we back, aim cock the tec
Rat-a-tat-tat, i hope they got they gat
I'm the big fish, y'all cupcakes, run up on the tank and get
duct taped
Nigga look me up in the dictionary under motherfucking great
Cause i run atlanta, north carolina to alabama
Detriot to chicago, every ghetto, every slammer
Every dope dealer, every dope spot, from the calliope to your
block
I know why y'all bitches mad at us cause no limit still hot
Ya'll want this war nigga (war)
Y'all want this beef nigga (beef)
Y'all really want a million niggas on your street nigga (street)
Y'all best to chill nigga (chill)
Cause we some real niggas (real)
You ain't heard, we murder murder kill kill niggas (kill kill)
Ya'll want this war nigga (war)
Y'all want this beef nigga (beef)
Y'all really want a million niggas on your street nigga (street)
Y'all best to chill nigga (chill)
Cause we some real niggas (real)
You ain't heard, we murder murder kill kill niggas (murder
murder kill kill)
Nigga it's murder murder, nigga it's kill kill.
Shit'll get real nigga.
I know y'all don't want that.
Cause y'all talk this shit.
Us, we live this shit.
Y'all trying to get in this shit.
We trying to get up out this shit.
Shit, you don't want a million motherfuckers coming to your
door.
You can't go no where.
Cause once it's beef, it's on for life nigga.
Picture that.
You can't walk no where.
You can't hide no where.
Picture that, picture that.
See all of us nigga, we from the streets.
And this how we eat.
It's no limit.
And don't none of us wanna go back nigga if we don't have to.
But if we have to, we'll go back nigga.
You ask me, would i ride and die for this.
Fuckin well right.
Shit, niggas'll die for words nigga.
Fake ass motherfuckers man.
6.Bloody
Niggas really wanna die tonight
You know you fucking with a rider right
We can all get bloody if you want to
You gotta crew, i gotta crew, so what you wanna do
( what you wanna do nigga)
Niggas really wanna die tonight
You know you fucking with a rider right
We can all get bloody if you want to
You gotta crew, i gotta crew, so what you wanna do
( what you wanna do nigga)
Now what yall mean, niggas on my team, they all about the cream
And my enemies, we take it to extreme,to get the green
Nahmean, turn the block to a murder scene
And i be screaming whoa, in the drop with my nigga wop
Runnin from the cop who was trying to meet that quota
I'm young and i'm black so they be thinking i'm slanging that
baking soda
You ain't heard about, nigga from that dirty south, keep a boot
in his mouth
Bitch everybody yelling bout it, let 'em know what you bout
Before you leave your house, cause at night, nigga freaks come
out
Get the gat with the extra clip cause if you catch us slippin
You might be the next to rip, get shot get stab you get cut up
strip
You boxed up in a ship, thinking niggas on some retaliation tip
Then take a trip to the land
Where them niggas do the murder man dance on the enemies
And fake niggas that pretend to be friends of me,
Are the ？？？ nigga can't fuck with me
Won't buck with me the murda murda kill kill for scrilla
Cap pilla turned rap dealer chose the style
Your style, my style, our style
Turn up the beat loud so we can all get wild
Niggas really wanna die tonight
You know you fucking with a rider right
We can all get bloody if you want to
You gotta crew, i gotta crew, so what you wanna do
( what you wanna do nigga)
Niggas really wanna die tonight
You know you fucking with a rider right
We can all get bloody if you want to
You gotta crew, i gotta crew, so what you wanna do
( what you wanna do nigga)
Is your niggas in the air like mine
Can they make a m-16 sound like mine？
Get hit with a stray from a big ole' k
Get up say never die they just walk away
Nigga mac got something to say
I get to bucking they better get to ducking and its getting to
fucking
It's real tell them niggas i'm back, heavy triggers that's fat
We got grenades now let a nigga hit you with that
You get gutted, throw in them dogs in the mud and get mudded
That's what you get when you fuck around with my buddies
Murda murda and this shit is so love, man them niggas can't fuck
with me
Won't buck with me the murda murda kill kill for scrilla
Cap pilla turned rap dealer chose the style
Your style, my style, our style
Turn up the beat loud so we can all get wild
Niggas really wanna die tonight
You know you fucking with a rider right
We can all get bloody if you want to
You gotta crew, i gotta crew, so what you wanna do
( what you wanna do nigga)
Niggas really wanna die tonight
You know you fucking with a rider right
We can all get bloody if you want to
You gotta crew, i gotta crew, so what you wanna do
( what you wanna do nigga)
Niggas really wanna die tonight
You know you fucking with a rider right
We can all get bloody if you want to
You gotta crew, i gotta crew, so what you wanna do
( what you wanna do nigga)
Niggas really wanna die tonight
You know you fucking with a rider right
We can all get bloody if you want to
You gotta crew, i gotta crew, so what you wanna do
( what you wanna do nigga)
So you want to get bloody
Fucking with my niggas is like fucking with my money, you think
it's funny
Twist ya, make your momma miss ya
Tell your baby momma bye and tell your kids kiss ya, dismiss ya
45 words that you spoke with your tongue
Mac pass the gun and his killing is done
You niggas aint heard, magic from the 9th and mac's from the 3rd
You don't want to war with me but you done went far with me
Put him in the trunk this punk is dead, i done hit him in his
head
With a .45 slug, now he coughing up blood
I'm a 225 pound nigga rapper slash killer cap pella grave filler
So what you wanna do, no limit is my back bone
Slap a tank on your back if you say something wrong
About the clique i'm with, i'm a sick man
Wanna take his 5 grand, i'll leave with your dick in your hand
And i'm a grown man, and i'm down with mac
So all you so called killers better step back
Niggas really wanna die tonight
You know you fucking with a rider right
We can all get bloody if you want to
You gotta crew, i gotta crew, so what you wanna do
( what you wanna do nigga)
Niggas really wanna die tonight
You know you fucking with a rider right
We can all get bloody if you want to
You gotta crew, i gotta crew, so what you wanna do
( what you wanna do nigga)
You know you fucking with a rider right
We can all get bloody if you want to
You gotta crew, i gotta crew, so what you wanna do
( what you wanna do nigga)
Bitch ass niggas yall don't want to fuck with us
We niggas who love this type of shit
Bunch of pussy ass motherfucking niggas
We the real motherfucking riders ya heard me？
Mr. magic and mac down for the 2000
Ain't nothing motherfucking stopping us
We tank doggs we can't be motherfucking stopped
You motherfucking niggas better listen
For ya get your ass wacked ya heard me？
Well if it's on it's fucking on
7.You Never Know
Verse 1：mia x
You better think before you call tyrone
Can you trust him
Is he real
Does he look you in the eyes and make you feel what he's saying
Shit i ain't playing
My ？？？ in knots
Remember the last niggas you felt they got you robbing shop
I gots no time for new friends
Some of the old ones ain't cool
You ain't kicked it with this nigga since high school
And you twenty-two now
All a sudden y'all exchanging numbers callin
You don't think that nigga heard you ballin
Fuck that
I smell a rat
And i can hear the gats click clack
Along with the sirens
And special forces teams
Or can it be that infrared beam and ski masks
Niggas on a mission who say they gots to have it
I'm grasping at straws
And you think i'm picking with cha
But you gots to stay one up on them niggas
For they come and get cha
You figure since y'all go way back them that matters
Sometimes they be the first to ratta tatta
Chorus： mia x
Friend or foe
You never know who's real
Who's fake
Who's mask of love disguise hate
You never know
Break bread sleep in your house
Then turn around and rat you out
Friend or foe
You never know who's real
Who's fake
Who's mask of love disguise hate
You never know
Break bread sleep in your house
Then end up being rivals in a shot out
Verse 2： mac
Have you ever pulled a caper
With a nigga who you thought was your ace
Y'all got separated he got caught
And they took him to that place
With no hesitation
He was coughing up all kinds of information
Ole, master splint ass nigga
Can't handle interrogation
Type of nigga that see your killer
But instead of informing you
Act like he don't see shit
Walk away without warning you
Ain't that cold
Cause you remember when he had slept on your couch
When his other partner had kicked him out
For running his god damn mouth
But see ah that's the type of shit your girl was telling you
bout
And she told you he was trying to fuck every time you left the
house
You thought he was only tripping
And that she was only bitching
Till you caught in your kitchen
Trying to shove his little dick in
What you love
So now you in the pen for it
Oh yeah you shot him so now you doing ten for it
Niggas don't give a fuck
They would rob you now
And drink with you later
Rape your sister
Go to school with you
And cheat on your paper
(chorus) until song fades
8.Just Another Thug
9.Battle Cry(Tomorrow)
Dedicated to all the soldiers we lost in the struggle
Probably losin' the world war three niggas
Rest in peace
See i'm beneath the sun, right？
(tomorrow)
Anticipatin' just waitin' quotin' my battle cry
(how can we live？ if we're born to die tomorrow？)
Don't want to die but if i gotta, i'm ready cuz
Just hope the lord is forgiving as mama said he was, nigga what？
I struggled and strived long as i been alive
Witnessed my first murder back in 1985
I walk with the wicked and kick it with the thugs
In fact, saw the police and smoked some bud
But never no love, i witnessed the sickness of unprotected lust
So many children born just because the rubbers bust
I sympathize with they mothers but fuck the men
Cuz a man ain't shit, if he's no papa to his children
My woman's a thug girl, but i love her dearly
My patnas are thieves and i know that, but i keep em near me
It's gettin' kinda hard for me,
In the city where the drama just be callin' me
Whoa!
I live among the roaches and the rats
And the killers and the crack
And the policemen that slang that smack
I lay me down to sleep, clutchin' my heat
With my sneakers on my feet,
Just in case my window locks on me, i be...
And that's some real shit right there, ya heard me？
Y'all niggas ain't even understandin' the game nigga
Niggas is dyin', it's a muthafuckin' world war three on the
streets
Nigga, y'all feel it
And as the blood of my niggas flood the streets,
I refuse to speak, the cracks and concrete
Can disguise ya feet
And tears fall at the site of these white sheets
The street like heat
The cold secrets, that midnight keeps
And we was raised by it, it's common as a cold
Eyes are closed, body is froze
Blood leakin' out they nose
I never chose i was given
Survival of the fit livin'
Driven insane by it's rhythm, but fuck
I never gave, see his mind's in the grave
And most of you niggas praise the ways we was raised
It must be that weed smoke,
When most of my niggas need coke, to cope
With these different strokes
It's murder we wrote, into the project
I'm wonderin' if my niggas'll see the site of my death
Before it happen, my life is on the edge of my pen
I'm waitin' to explode countin' to ten,
Forgive me for all the sin nigga
Why do we live if we're born to die？
Why do we live if we're born to die？
Why do we live if we're born to die？
Why do we live if we're born to die？
Y'all niggas sing that shit nigga!
Oh, oh, you too cute to sing that shit, ha？ bitch ass nigga.
World war
Peace
10.If It's Cool
Verse 1 (mac)：
Girl look,
Fuck your man and them niggas he be hanging with
Niggas he be slangin with, me i'm on some banging shit
Strictly, now you with me or you wasting my time
And time is valuable
Especially when you looking at it through this perpetual
Now how you love that, i nothing nice with the ice
Me without the mic is like the orients with no rice
But look fuck that let's take a walk to where my truck at
All i wanna do is talk i ain't got to touch that
But thats game, before you know it she callin my name
Runnin round tellin bitches she my main trying to get some fame
And thats the game so you gotta respect that
And respect my mind too cause i could get you naked in seconds
Mac-a-deezy if you open up i'ma slide in easy
But if it's cheezy let me smack you
And call you all kind of bad words like bitch
And smack myself too for trying to get with ya
Should have knew you was stank
And all you wanted was the tank
Chorus： mac ( ms. peaches)
I don't wanna be ya man
I wanna tap something if it's cool (it's cool)
But if you not ask your girl what i asked you
And when she tell about the way i freaked her
Heres the number to my beeper
Look
I don't wanna be ya man
I wanna tap something if it's cool (it's cool)
But if you not ask your girl what i asked you
And when she tell about the way i freaked her
Here's the number to my beeper
Verse 2 (mac) ：
Check it, look
I meets bitches, i greets bitches, i freak bitches
Them street bitches, even you sugar sweet bitches
I neva eats bitches, i suck titties
Might even fuck titties, now you with me？
Then hit me on my hip and call me anytime don't even trip
I guarantee it will be your gladdest night without the pimp
I hope you not a noise maker, cause i live with moms
Her rooms right next to mine and she be home all the time
I'll pick you up at nine be looking and smellin fine
It's 7 o'clock now so you got some time
I don't like wine, no i don't wanna dine
But i hope you like it from behind, cause that's my time to
shine
I work that spine like a chiropractor
When i attact ya your big ol ass is what is what i got a knack
for
So let me crack ya if it's cool, but if it's not then it is time
to move
But before i excuse ask your girl what i asked you
Chorus：
I don't wanna be ya man
I wanna tap something if it's cool (it's cool)
But if you not ask your girl what i asked you
And when she tell bout the way i freaked heres the number to my
beeper
Look
I don't wanna be ya man
I wanna tap something if it's cool (it's cool)
But if you not ask your girl what i asked you
And when she tell about the way i freaked her
Heres the number to my beeper
Verse 3 (ms. peaches) ：
Look
Let me explain this before we go any further
I ain't really looking for a man it's another type of lover
I need, cause i got my own ends, my own benz
The only thing you can do for me nigga is be a fuck friend
Some of these niggas like to fall in love
Once they get a small taste of my voluptuous glove
I'm saying this cause i wanna keep it real with cha
And chill with cha, or even make a couple of mill with cha
Now if you ready to get down and dirty
I gonna hit you on your hip around lets say around 11：30
Sexy ass got me so anxious
Let me whipe you with this ghetto angel, baby don't be a
stranger
Cause i like my niggas rock hard
And if you bout twirkin something nigga lets go to war
I'm trying to see how many times you can catch a nutt
So you can really see it's cool to fuck, nigga it's cool to fuck
I don't wanna be ya man
I wanna tap something if it's cool (it's cool)
But if you not ask your girl what i asked you
And when she tell about the way i freaked her
Heres the number to my beeper
Look
I don't wanna be ya man
I wanna tap something if it's cool (it's cool)
But if you not ask your girl what i asked you
And when she tell about the way i freaked her
Heres the number to my beeper
(dj scratches a sample of tupac's how do you want it)
Tell me is it cool to fuck.
Mac talking：
The question is babygirl
Is it cool to motherfucking do
What i wanna do with you
If you want it let me do it with ya, ya heard me？
Big rise on the motherfucking beat
And you know me the mac-a-don is out this biatch
11.Cops And Robbers
＊ first two verses are off b.g.'s 'niggaz 'n trouble'
Yeah, spinning been on these niggas.
It's world war.
Yeah, i send this out to my nigga.
Wherever you are.
We still ain't nothin but some niggas in trouble, ya heard me？
Feel it, uh, yeah.
It's world war nigga.
It's like a deadly game.
And me and my niggas in it to win it, ya heard me？
World war nigga.
Check it.
Feel the wrath of a soulja, the crescent city jesus
I pack a tre deuce, got a army bout the size of babe ruth
To hit em, rugged even if it's unplugged for thug lifers
We be the niggas leavin' slugs in ya crime cipher
We got the town locked
With underground stock around clock workers to serve us
Responsible for many murders
We left your town with all the gold pieces
Shoot the sheriff to assure my family's convict releases
Pay the witnesses to hold they breath,
Non cooperation is only death, and no this ain't a phony tec
I'm in a limo full of blow niggas
But i'm never high cause a leader gotta be up on his toes nigga
A trail of cops is followin' we start to swallowin' the
evidentials
Keep supplier's name confidential
The crooked cops started buckin' at us
I made a turn to a dead end, but froze cuz the cops had us
I grab the tec and started buckin' back
Cuz i'd rather take half the force out before they pump a slug
in mac
The head shot took me under
I fell on my back, the last scene is his pale face and badge
number
It's like a deadly game of cops and robbers
The niggas who unload first be the survivors
The rest is dead on arrival, keep your heaters off safety
I never let you crook cops erase me, cops and robbers
It's like a deadly game of cops and robbers
The niggas who unload first be the survivors
The rest is dead on arrival, keep your heaters off safety
I never let you crook cops erase me, cops and robbers
T-shirts and white caprices, my daddy used to call him johnny
I never thought them snake muthafuckas would be behind me
They took a shot nearly blind me
My eyes rolled like a zombie, my life started seemin' timely
I can't believe it, officer friendly, he put a slug in lil'
mckinley
I'll be a memory, shit i ain't havin' it
Fightin' for my life, the reapers grabbin' it
Just enough strength to pull the trigga once more
I hit his cabbage and he dropped like the value jet
I heard a nigga say he wasn't dead yet, they should have never
said that
My life came back, like some supernatural shit
I stood up, and took the bullets they was hittin' me with
Grab the dead cocked glock out the holster
Pointed at the rest of them and said muthafuckers i'm a soulja
You can't kill me, they said we'll see
I said nigga feel me, and hit em with the nine milli, ya heard
me
I took my vest off, and threw it on the pavement
You never see the mac's assassination
You motherfuckers.
And that's how it is in 99.
It's just world war against these motherfucking cops.
Feel it.
It's like a deadly game of cops and robbers
The niggas who unload first be the survivors
The rest is dead on arrival, keep your heaters off safety
I never let you crook cops erase me, cops and robbers
It's like a deadly game of cops and robbers
The niggas who unload first be the survivors
The rest is dead on arrival, keep your heaters off safety
I never let you crook cops erase me, cops and robbers
It's the year twenty hundred, the devil's still running
Money is done with, we only sold get your gun shit
You either ballin or you starvin, tombstones in the mystic
coffin
On top of that we living in new orleans
Yet i'm trying to make something shake
The only thing between me and my cake is fake jake
But it get trifer
If i escape then its cool but if not,
Looking at a lifer, that's hard to cipher
Cause i ain't trying to hear put no chip in my wrist
I'd rather drink shit and eat piss, it's that serious
So get the phone, call my nigga joe
Pray for me fore i go, running up in the store
Should i die following my big collection of dough
Tell my niggas that i didn't die poor you know
Old sucka john ass copper, trailing me in the helicopter
I cocked back, went to busting at the chopper
It must have been my niggas blessing, cause i got away without
requesting
But thugs never learn their lesson
I'm strictly into banks, fuck blacks, they ain't got shit
I'm running with an ex cop and an ex locksmith nigga
It's like a deadly game of cops and robbers
The niggas who unload first be the survivors
The rest is dead on arrival, keep your heaters off safety
I never let you crook cops erase me, cops and robbers
It's like a deadly game of cops and robbers
The niggas who unload first be the survivors
The rest is dead on arrival, keep your heaters off safety
I never let you crook cops erase me, cops and robbers
Y'all know.
12.Lockdown(Remix)
Mac talking：
I'ma send this out to my nigga soulja slim
My nigga cold jack, my nigga curve
My nigga ween just touched down
Verse 1
I was on my way upstate, for felonies, mac would never see
The sunshine, these good old times, it's haunting me
My family is wanting me to break free
Plus it's looking as if i'm about to die, in the arms of the
justice
Plotting my escape, before i made it to the gates
Thinking i'ma break, no matter what the shit takes
The maximum incarceration is what they got me facing
I'm having thoughts of pacing and masterbation
Laying up in a cell, never seeing females
Reminiscing about the skins i gave hell, oh well
Courts ain't even trying to hear my pleases
Yelling you gonna get parole when hell freezes
A double murder is what i got to explain to god
With no holds barred, it's hard, my mind is forever scarred
Mercy on a soldier, i'm seeing things nostradamus couldn't see
When all i really wanna be is free nigga
Chorus x2
This is for my people locked down
Hold you heads up and stand your ground
On the block it's the same struggle
The cops put a bad lock on the hustle
They hate to see the niggas buckle
Verse 2
My baby girl is pregnant with a future mac
Waiting for me to come back, but old judge ain't tryin to hear
that
He rather see me locked in this rage, in a two man cage
A straight rage, i'd rather be on stage
Instead i'm in the pit, over some shit, i didn't commit
It was the niggas i was with, but i'm silent
Its funny how lucifer can seduce ya
These so called niggas be on the seas of madusa
Its funny how time walk, when they be in the slammer
Facing the type of sentences you can't correct with grammer
And i'm dealing with these lifers, some of these niggas find me
attractive
They be trying to bend me over backwards, but bitch i aint
having it
Years add on, every enemy i shank, penetentary ain't what you
think
I wanna be free, wishing i could strangle up all the jurors and
prosecutors
But i'm trapped with lots of losers
Chorus x2
Verse 3
Its been 9 months of pain, in this ball and chain
Still thinkin about them days, i was living vain, ain't it
strange
Cause i'd give anything to move on
And play a game of peek-a-boo with my newborn
I'm seeing niggas take they own lives under pressure
You come back here with attitudes, niggas gonna test ya
I'm lookin at the gates, ready to break, bitch i don't fake
Tell the judge i'll be rapping at his wake
Chorus x2
13.Paradise
Mac talking：
Yeah i got these motherfucking warlocks in this biatch
So you know its all about that world war 3 nigga
You feel me nigga haha
My nigga sam
My nigga popeye
Shout out to my nigga bi-geezy you off in this bitch
Feel it
Chorus：(popeye)
My future, my focus, paradise
Criminal slash pistol popper toat the badder dice
And if i got to be real and sank a clip below my hip to survive
I keep the real motherfuckers alive
My future, my focus, paradise
Criminal slash pistol popper toat the badder dice
And if i got to be real and sank a clip below my hip to survive
I keep the real motherfuckers alive
Verse 1 (sam) ：
Intentions to leave a coarse, remourse is extinct
Niggas murder and lust the course we own is mislink
The pack we don't want it lead to unknowns
Like understanding life and why we here and some gone
I'm mystified conspicuous eyes vision my glory
Camaflouge and wish we hiding side of the hallways
The narrow road has followed the battle hole of hollows i spit
To keep the real alive to have tommorow
Murderer slash real nigga slash ghetto celebrity
To often have life and death we hope to never see
The destiny of what's real is my fate to not hate
Confusion keep unfolding that the migrates, my lord
Tech to my face, flinching is forbiddin
Murder in self-defense, can you blame me for living？
Keep the real alive, the fake get famous with death
Keep the real seen, bitch niggas are laid to rest
Chorus：(popeye)
My future, my focus, paradise
Criminal slash pistol popper toat the badder dice
And if i got to be real and sank a clip below my hip to survive
I keep the real motherfuckers alive
My future, my focus, paradise
Criminal slash pistol popper toat the badder dice
And if i got to be real and sank a clip below my hip to survive
I keep the real motherfuckers alive
Verse 2： (popeye) ：
Faster between the streets i held on
Promoted through pistols and either elsewhere
Silent and helped to hold on for killer that said a self-prayer
To walk away beside the lord, siners repent so we divide the
sword
Behind the tents i mean be riding cars
Standing off the roof of a killer, to murder made life
Focused than any president living that carry shade ice
That live amongst the fallen few, to walk away the day they
calling you
And freeze the heat when they come crawling through
Breathing from the top of it's lungs, tommorow it will shut down
Niggas that held a piece of my heart they never let down
Was yet to come before the lord,
I thought my father supposed to show the card,
These niggas camaflouge to blow the gaurd
Making me a part of the wind, suspend will now hell
Everything operated in time to end when i fail
Beside the walls of badder shit, i run the streets and chose to
stan and spit
Behind the gate the hater grabbin' pit
Chorus：(popeye)
My future, my focus, paradise
Criminal slash pistol popper toat the badder dice
And if i got to be real and sank a clip below my hip to survive
I keep the real motherfuckers alive
My future, my focus, paradise
Criminal slash pistol popper toat the badder dice
And if i got to be real and sank a clip below my hip to survive
I keep the real motherfuckers alive
Verse 3 (mac) ：
Now check it
Now spill on my proverbs, i bless you, you bless the next niggas
Its for the best niggas believe me
They say money is the root of all evil
I say only when it's in the clutch of the wrong people ya feel
that
If murder is the medicine for fools who refuse to abide by the
rules
You lose your cool then you lose your shoes
To every nigga in the struggle with big dreams
We was born with the hustle in my genes, i know it seams like we
forbiddin
Forced in ghetto living, poverty strickin eating popeye chicken
and biscuits
With alittle jelly for my lil belly,
That i just can't fill cause moma belly make the bills
And i know shit's real, when we go to school just to eat meals
And for dinner we got sleep nigga, it's deep nigga
With that you got that whole world against ya
Bitch ass nigga have you forgoten god sent ya
Whoaaaaaa
14.That's Hip Hop
Say man, niggaz say no limit ain't hip hop.
Man these old fake ass niggaz don't even know what hip hop is.
Why don't you show 'em what hip hop is？
I'm 'bout to show a nigga what hip hop is. nigga gimme a
motherfuckin' beat
Or something nigga. motherfuckin' clap or something.
Mac：
So uh, who's ya favorite rapper
Do he really got skills
Is he real
Can he flow like this nigga who murda kills
Is he a fool
Or you like him cuz his single was cool
His video got bitches in bikinis hoppin' out the pool
Is he complete
Do he got tight lyrics and tight beats
Do he write his own rhymes
Do they sound like mines
Is he one of these niggaz who's on
Or is he just some other niggaz clone with no fuckin' style of
his own
You probably like thugs
You probably like to fight in the clubs
You probably like him 'cuz he talk about murder and drugs
He's such a thug
What if a nigga told you he lyin'
Would he still be yo' #1 or would you change yo' mind
Did you listen to his lp or just one of his songs
Is he type that just go on and on about being the don
Or what he drive, where he live at
Tell him you don't wanna hear that
You around and get jacked fuckin' wit mac!
Mac：
So who he sound like
Mystikal, makaveli, or bone
Wu tang, nas, or jay z
Man, niggaz are crazy
Niggaz will steal yo' style and fuck around be dissin' you
Knowing you the main nigga they be listenin' to
So what you like his voice
What he make you moist
I mean what
Did he sign ya autograph when you met him
Did he look at you strange and call his bodyguard like you was
tryin' to
Sweat him
Did he try to fuck？ did you let him？
Did he tell you he was diggin' you
And after he fucked you he got rid of you
Promised you he would send for you
Let him penetrate ya
Then you find out he ain't really got no paper
Now ya saying he raped ya
I know the game is tight, it's alright, it's so terrific
What i write is so profilic when it's to a beat that i can live
with
15.Can U Love Me？(Eyes Of A Killer)
Hook
Tell me why, somethings make it hard to smile,
Momma tell me can you love a child,
I got the eyes of a killer (x2)
So what you mean when you 14 and your life is a bitch.
That'll only fuck the rich, what, poor folks die holding they
dicks？
Never to achieve, only to grieve, so why we cry when they leave？
Is it happiness like we were taught to believe？
Is it hell for us, something like eternal jail for us？
I feel for us, cause my niggas 'll kill for us.
Do god love killers, do god love thieves？
Would god forgive a man who murder to feed his seed？
If i'm a rebel tell the ghetto my story, the whole truth.
The revelation we can never avoid it like a toll booth
And i will never turn my back on the struggle, i'm still a
soldier
But it's only right, i'll put up my fight and when it's over
say...
Hook (x2)
Look in my eyes and tell me if you see a bright future.
Or just the anger of a stranger that might shoot you.
In so many words, i wish that i could change the way we was
raised.
We portray slaves, but got enough nerve to hate the gays
Maybe i never understood life for what it's worth.
I never liked church, but i hate the streets and doing my dirt
But i'm not no hethen, cause i know without believing.
Will i fall short your glory for some fucked up reason？
And they told me not to question you, where those your words？
Or was that something man made up, to calm my nerves？
What if i didn't want forever, tell me where will i go？
I'm not that killer i just wanted to know.
You feeling me？
Hook (x2)
These are the words of my niggas who came round to save they
life
For going through this shit that i speak every day and night
My auntie told me i had eyes of a killer.
And everytime i take a look in my mirror,
Her observation i see clearer.
I can remember, it was back in december of 88'.
I was coming home from school late, so i took a walk through the
park
Right before it got dark,
And i was trying to make it home before the dark start.
But you won't believe what i seen.
I seen some niggas, and they lady teasing,
I saw blood, and i seen the weapon.
And i was hearing the scream.
When them niggas noticed me,
I broke cause i'd just witnessed a killing.
And from that day on my mind has been gone look, you feeling me？
Baby, momma loves you
16.Genocide Skit
17.Genocide
Well, it's like this player.
You know, it's either we all strapped.
Cause if we ain't somebody goin die.
We roll on this side and they roll on our side.
It's like a never ending game.
And whoever left, that's who wins.
So check it out player.
Everybody's going trigger happy, wanting to blast
I remember we used to play ball and cut class
Now my niggas sport bulletproofs, clutching their gat
We all headed for hell, my grandmama told me that
Even now i'm going shell shocked, wanting to shoot
I was a little cool nigga to tell you the truth
They put the gats in the ghetto, them rotten motherfuckers
Wanted us to get frusterated and kill one another
Now we all beefing and it won't stop till we all sleeping
Everybody's got to die but why we point the finger at the white
man
Nigga it's us killing us late at night man
So now i ask my god, is this the way of the world or just the
hood niggas
My auntie said, mac what happend to the good niggas
Am i a fool cause my heart be true
And i give a fuck about you and you
But they don't hear me
When them niggas ride on you
You turn around and ride on me
Tell me what you gonna do, it's genocide
When them niggas ride on you
You turn around and ride on me
Tell me what you gonna do, it's genocide
Flowers in the soap saying i felt pain
Through the eyes of the youth i envision your gain
My nigga eric was young when he was caught up in the drama
Them niggas took his life right in front his baby mama
Was that god or the devil, that shit is so deep
It's hard to dig it with a shovel, now we on that other level
That's the tale of the ghetto, never change with the name
It's a constant war, nobody wins, everybody pains
Everywhere they hating
They got me sporting camoflauge when i'm misled, preparing on
the armageddon
And everybody to blame for the supplies
To the vibes, little kids they caught up in the crossfires
Is this the way of the world or just the hood niggas
My auntie said, mac what happend to the good niggas
Am i a fool cause my heart be true
And i gave a fuck about you and you
But they don't hear me
When them niggas ride on you
You turn around and ride on me
Tell me what you gonna do, it's genocide
When them niggas ride on you
You turn around and ride on me
Tell me what you gonna do, it's genocide
18.Father's Day
I dedicate this song to all the kids out there
Growing up without they father in they life
That's some real serious shit
Y'all listen
I know i'm not perfect but i strive to be
Feel it
I met you at only five months, spittin image of a one night
stand
Between woman and man
Beautiful baby girl, not a worry in the world
I see the sun rise in your innocent eyes and i'm hypnotized
Lemme tell you bout life and bout the way it is
Oh this world ain't nothing like folks say it is
Lemme protect you from these years to come
Bout a fairy tale life far away from the slums
You'll be mines if i could rewind time
You know me so long though, you got them killer eyes of mine
When you get older you understand
Especially when your peers tell you mac was one hell of a man
I never met your real dad
And i never meant for this to make a nigga feel bad
And that's my word, you couldn't understand the essence and this
i know
Cause i was there to watch you grow
Is you feeling me
Daddy do you love me and if so
Why you wasn't there to hug me and watch me grow
Daddy do you love me and if so
Why you wasn't there to hug me and watch me grow
Daddy do you love me and if so
Why you wasn't there to hug me and watch me grow
This is what it sound like
Growing up without your godfather in your life
Young black male growing up without a father figure
Ha ha ha, makes it that much harder nigga
Trying to be a man with no example of a man
Mama doing what she can but she can't show you how to be a man
And this is where we break down
We used to be cops and robbers, turn into shake down
Now we living like rebels, born killers
We born to be kings and queens nigga, on the reala
I know that you and your baby mama can't get along
But there's no excuse, so leave the kid alone
Cause ain't nothing like the birth of a child
A blessing in disguise, the girls, the guys with they daddy's
eyes
And think about this before you abandon them
The people they try and can't even having one
Before you say i'm preaching and you don't wan' hear it
Take a look in the mirror, can you feel it
Daddy do you love me and if so
Why you wasn't there to hug me and watch me grow
Daddy do you love me and if so
Why you wasn't there to hug me and watch me grow
Daddy do you love me and if so
Why you wasn't there to hug me and watch me grow
This is what it sound like
Growing up without your godfather in your life
Daddy do you love me and if so
Why you wasn't there to hug me and watch me grow
Daddy do you love me and if so
Why you wasn't there to hug me and watch me grow
Daddy do you love me and if so
Why you wasn't there to hug me and watch me grow
This is what it sound like
Growing up without your godfather in your life
19.Still Callin' Me
(phone conversation between mac and a girl)
Mac：wassup girl？ what's happenin with ya？
Girl：nothing
Mac：chillin huh？
Girl： yeah
Mac： well look, you know why i called you over here huh？
Girl： why？
Mac： you know what's happenin'. you ain't gotta be shy.
Girl：what's happenin' with you？
Verse 1：
Yo yo yo
Arriving at my back door, silk dress hit the floor
Second time around she want more, i got it instore
Jazz flowin' in the back drop, i hit the jackpot
She went to yellin' mac stop,
But that's a contradiction, i can feel it in your friction
Your finger nails full of my skin, but it's a sin,
Cause everything good is bad for ya
In the sheets, nothing but heat,
Satisfing you, you satisfy me, it's like the ？？？ speaks
And i dont wanna end it,
It's kinda cool how are bodies blended, a third time is
recommend
But you my woman so it's no guilt, we lay between the silk
chillin'
It's over but we still trippin' off the feelin'
I'm a soldier, so i hold ya, them three words is what i told ya,
You smiled and tell me about the next time you coming over
See your mind is what i'm really sexin',
Your body just a source of erection, and plus i use protection
You never worry about the chicks approaching me at my show,
I be polite but you know i aint really scoping them hoes
You never with another nigga cause you be with me,
And that's the way is supposed to be,
I got you in mind when you ain't close to me
And that's love.
Chorus -1： (sons of funk, (ms. peaches)) x2
You would like to go war with me
Cause i can hear that pussy callin' me
Inside your love is where i wanna be
(would you like to come inside of my life？)
Verse 2：
Yo, yo, yo, yo, check it
You think about mac between blinks,
Rub your hand through my kink, and tell me how your day went
Us againist the world, me and you girl
Go together like diamonds and pearl, a camoflague and war
I met ya through this chick i'm cool with so you gotta be real
And i can tell through the way that we chill
I can deal with cha, be real with cha, as we rise and shine,
Spending time like a 3 to 9
We in the park in the dark reminsicing and shit, kissing and
shit,
Actin like stress aint existing and shit
And uh, i hit the cat i ain't know how to act,
Spary painted on the wall so-and-so love mac
And that's love
Look
Chorus -2 (ms. peaches)
Would you like to go to war with me？
I can hear your body callin' me
Between my hips is where you wanna be
Would you like to come inside of my life？
Would you like to come inside of my life？
20.Assassin Nation
21.Outro
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