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It's the number one crew in the area
Verse 1: Big L
The Big L be lightin' niggas like incens
Gettin' men lynched, and when tensed, I'm killin' infants for ten cents
Cause I'm a street genius with a unique penis
Got fly chicks on my d**k that don't even speak Englis
I'm makin' ducks shed much tears, I buck queers
I don't have it all upstairs but who the **** cares
I'm grabbin' brews takin' fast swiggas
Da Graveyard+Lifestylez Ov Da Poor & Dangerous+I get cash and stash figures and harass them ****ing ass nigga
After you your man'll get scarred next
And if your squad flex I'm lettin' off like Bernard Goetz
A Tec-9 is my utensil
Da Graveyard+Lifestylez Ov Da Poor & Dangerous+Fillin' niggas with so much lead they can use they d**k for a penci
I'm known for snatchin' purses and bombin' churches
Da Graveyard+Lifestylez Ov Da Poor & Dangerous+I get more b*****s by accident than most niggas get on purpos
I got drug spots from New York to Canada
Da Graveyard+Lifestylez Ov Da Poor & Dangerous+Cause Big L be ****ing with more keys than a janito
Verse 2: Lord Finesse
Now it's the dictator who's style is greater
Da Graveyard+Lifestylez Ov Da Poor & Dangerous+It's the man with more wild flavors than mother****ing Now & Later
And rappers I hit 'em well
Da Graveyard+Lifestylez Ov Da Poor & Dangerous+They automatically go to heaven ****ing with me cause I give 'em hel
So don't try to front troop
When your style is played out just like an Oshkosh jumpsuit
I'm out to collect figures
Da Graveyard+Lifestylez Ov Da Poor & Dangerous+I'm on some Wu-Tang shit so protect your ****ing neck nigg
Not a role model I'm a bad figure
When it comes to rap I got skills out the ass, nigga
I got it locked like a warden
Rap without Finesse is like the NBA without Jordan
So all ya new jacks kickin' wack raps
Da Graveyard+Lifestylez Ov Da Poor & Dangerous+It's a fact that I'll be on your ****ing back like a knapsac
Da Graveyard+Lifestylez Ov Da Poor & Dangerous+It ain't shit you can tell m
Da Graveyard+Lifestylez Ov Da Poor & Dangerous+Because niggas still gel me without a mother****ing L
It's the number one crew in the area
"Known for sendin' garbage MCs to the graveyard"
Verse 3: Microphone Nut
Yo I got a death wish
Da Graveyard+Lifestylez Ov Da Poor & Dangerous+That's why I talk so much ****ing shi
Da Graveyard+Lifestylez Ov Da Poor & Dangerous+I want these ****ing mother****ers to try to fli
So I can fill up this clip
And stick the gun between they lips like a cigarette
And let 'em smoke the four fifth
Ah fool, ah goodbye no need to try to lie or cry
Da Graveyard+Lifestylez Ov Da Poor & Dangerous+It's time for mother****ers to di
Because to me death is like sex
And if my brain was a deck of cards I'd be missing a whole deck
Da Graveyard+Lifestylez Ov Da Poor & Dangerous+Strap up a Mac clack clack mother****ers are runnin' like rat
Da Graveyard+Lifestylez Ov Da Poor & Dangerous+The blind bats are ****ing crazed cat
Cause the Microphone Nut's loose
Da Graveyard+Lifestylez Ov Da Poor & Dangerous+And you're wonderin' how the **** did this madman get cut loos
From 25 consecutive 25 to life bids
Da Graveyard+Lifestylez Ov Da Poor & Dangerous+For murderin' up some ****ing white kid
These were the kids of the prison guards
Then I startin' killin' squads of prison guards in the prison yard
One two everybody's through
The Microphone Nut flew over the prison walls without a clue
Da Graveyard+Lifestylez Ov Da Poor & Dangerous+And now I'm back to haunt mother****ing and talk shi
Da Graveyard+Lifestylez Ov Da Poor & Dangerous+Whoever flaunt shit I leave 'em unconsciou
I run through ya with a maneuver and German luger
Da Graveyard+Lifestylez Ov Da Poor & Dangerous+Wreck like Das EFX straight out the ****ing sewe
Please show me where the crack is at
While they quarter crack the sack I crack they backs like Cracker Jacks
So I'm the one you should run from
Da Graveyard+Lifestylez Ov Da Poor & Dangerous+Because the Microphone Nut is like a mother****ing stun gu
Verse 4: Jay-Z
The way I rock no way you could stop
I shock pop and drop when Jay gets hot
When I'm in the zone better hold ya own
Cause I like to break when I finish a poem
Pound for p-p-pound the best around
No way you can get up when I get down
Da Graveyard+Lifestylez Ov Da Poor & Dangerous+I shake rattle and roll and wreck shit like non
Da Graveyard+Lifestylez Ov Da Poor & Dangerous+And beat a ****ing ass half silly on the on
Da Graveyard - Big L, Lord Finesse, Microphone Nut, JAY-Z, Party Arty, Grand Daddy I.U. - Lifestylez Ov Da Poor & Dangerous - ****ing A ****ing Jay ill with skil
So ladies step up I get around like a wheel
I'm never chokin' off chronic skills are bionic
Niggas are screaming like Onyx
Respect that I'll peel a punks cap back and sign it
Da Graveyard+Lifestylez Ov Da Poor & Dangerous+Creep through your block ****ing a Glock I ste
Through your neighborhood armed with nothing but a rep
I'm giving these ladies something they can feel cause I'm real
Ya man get outta line and it's kill kill kill
Verse 5: Party Arty of Ghetto Dwellaz
Yo you step up and you'll get played like the small fry
Da Graveyard+Lifestylez Ov Da Poor & Dangerous+I'm throwin' mother****ers off the roof said you wanna be the Fall Gu
So mess around you'll be a dead man
I get hype tonight's the night like Redman
Nuff respect to Big L who get wreck
Chiggidy check yourself cause I ain't workin' with a full deck
I'm lethal, eatin' people
Not Jeffery Dahmer I'm the sequel, head or gut like Illegal
So what cha want?
Yo I'm strapped with the gats step up plap plap
I'm leavin' caps in your back fool
I rip tracks wanna say peace to hip hop
Da Graveyard+Lifestylez Ov Da Poor & Dangerous+A ****ing disagree bring it on and get droppe
I get wreck I'm Party Arty so hit the deck
The kid with the Tec smokin' niggas like cigarettes
Now some ask me how I'm gettin' jewels
I say big up big up it's a stick up stick up
I stick and move
And that's how we do. So I.U. grab the gat and let loose
[Verse 6 Grand Daddy I.U.]
Da Graveyard+Lifestylez Ov Da Poor & Dangerous+Yo rat tat tat I got the gat nigga-e
Mother****er we ghost man a punk?
I let it roast and leave your b***h-ass comatose
I'm shootin' up like the west is
Mother****er suggestions
I'll blow out a nigga's intestines
Better dip fast quick fast or you won't last
One blast will put your ass in a body cast
And I be killin' for rep get ill in a sec
Nine mil on your neck blood spill is still in effect
Constantly comittin' grand larceny
Arsony niggas don't want no parts of me
Never past up a fast buck ask the last duck
His jewels was truck he got his ass stuck
So what the **** is you sayin' hops?
I'm wanted for slayin' cops
Who's ever around when I be sprayin' drops
But I ain't giving a **** who gets hit
Niggas coppin' pleas but I ain't tryin' to hear bullshit
I'll burn you fake mother****ers like toast
If you die and come back I shoot your spirit
Now your ass is just a holy ghost
You tried to play me to the left
You better put a target on your head
Cause you're marked for death