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Furious Anger

アーティスト:Big L  アルバム:The Archives 1996-2000 

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(feat. Shyheim) (Reporter:) Shyheim, the youngest member of the Wu-Tang Clan, was jumped at A Staten Island club, and his face still bares the scar. (car spinning out of control and crashing) (beat drops) (multiple gunshots) (Samuel L. Jackson:) "And you will know my name is the lord... " (Big L:) Shyheim, yeah Corleone Uh-huh, check it out Y'all niggas be walkin the streets, iced out Not knowin the walk, so put the price out To get you stuck and punch ya lights out Or catch ya car in the night and snatch ya wife out And beat the hoe up if you don't give the dough up You got me pissed off, frontin and ya whole clique soft If ya had ya Roly on, I might cut ya wrist off Then lick off, and slide ya bitch off, punk I hope ya ready for the kick-off Ya flankin niggas and I'm gettin rich off I done sold coke, sold crack, sold smoke, sold smack Now I wanna go plat', can I get it sold plat' It ain't no part a time out, once I climb out The garbage can, with 2 nines out, and blow ya spine out Or I got you cats by a long-shot, every song hot 1-3-9 and Lennox is a strong block I left enough a y'all stinkin What the fuck was y'all thinkin? My shit's tight, nigga, I spit writin Yo, what? (Shyheim:) Young outlaw, the state wanna get rid a me I'll probably die from the death penalty Y'all analog, Shyheim I keep it digity I'm not pussy so I don't need security Like Big L, I'm MVP on the street I did wet more people than the


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