Willie on Glock

Lyrics

Don Scavone - "Willie on Glock" [Emcee(s): Don Scavone] [Producer(s): Mista Sinista] [Scratches: Mista Sinista] [Intro: Don Scavone] Son. Willie on Glock. Bruise your block with your Glock on your block. Check it out. Donnie Scavs, Mista Sinista [Verse 1: Don Scavone] Fuck- Sugar-Ray-style, cash rule, ricochet style, off-the- -train style, lick-a-brain style, finger-vein Style from the main isle. Thorough borough cor- -tex from the TEC under the Gore-Tex for sex And more death than a Vietnam vet's flashbacks Past that. I got to motherfucking have that Alleviate while my trey and CD bake, and the world Around me get their greedy face fed sucking on Lead—and it ain't from paint chips. It come from A six-shot spit off the hip of a killer gun Flip up the body count—no karate. Don't Count against the shottie. Double R's send you to your Mother's God. Count 'em up. Children of the Corn born To the war-torn in the eye of the storm Back to the essence. Another death sentence Manifested, victim of the ultimate aggression [Hook: Don Scavone] Who that catching all the props on your block? Willie on Glock, Willie on Glock, Glock And who gon' end it if it just don't stop? Willie on Glock, Willie on Glock, Glock And who that snatched up all the props out your spot? Willie on Glock, Willie on Glock, Glock Willie on Glock, Willie on Glock, Willie on Willie on Glock, Willie on Glock, Willie [Verse 2: Don Scavone] The hard Hand rips tightest in a world of arthritis Ready to blast off, click in the igniters To ingest. Fuck a cassette. We're talking hardware For the new year brigadiers, cats who made Federal bail from their medical sales, and every Thug on the block want 'em dead or in jail But nobody dare to approach too close because Willie packs more toast than gods on the coast, so the Butter gets spread 'til the gutters get red And it ain't gon' stop until one of y'all is dead Inflexible until he shed his last prop In his box, stop in the place where he gets shot Better not be in front of dun. Shoot the one- -on-one, son, you're getting blown to kingdom come And even if you won, what would you really gain But a name and a laser sight targeting your brain? [Hook: Don Scavone] Who that catching all the props on your block? Willie on Glock, Willie on Glock, Glock And who gon' end it if it just don't stop? Willie on Glock, Willie on Glock, Glock And who that snatched up all the props out your spot? Willie on Glock, Willie on Glock, Glock Willie on Glock, Willie on Glock, Willie on Willie on Glock, Willie on Glock, Willie [Verse 3: Don Scavone] It's The land of the jungle. There's the violent and the humble Sound heard through the world like thunder when it rumble Constant struggle. Blue bubble populous watching this Sinner's sarcophagus in every metropolis Posthumous, heading toward apocalypse for pocket chips Clocking it, sitting back in my city, just Watching it, thoroughly immersed in the forty-first Burst from The Beast with the heat on the street. Rest in Peace, Amadou, and the millions like you around The world. Every mother's son, every girl Cut down by the death squads or sent to the maws To rot in a spot where all you got is your god And I swear to mine: by divine intervention, I'ma shine Through my rhymes, set a spotlight like Cronkite On the dead-of-night darkness perpetrated by the heartless Millions of marksmen keeping their arm sparking [Hook: Don Scavone] Who that catching all the props on your block? Willie on Glock, Willie on Glock, Glock And who gon' end it if it just don't stop? Willie on Glock, Willie on Glock, Glock And who that snatched up all the props out your spot? Willie on Glock, Willie on Glock, Glock Willie on Glock, Willie on Glock, Willie on Willie on Glock, Willie on Glock, Willie [Outro: Sample with Scratches by Mista Sinista] (x2) "Not a game but quite serious, and, yo, in fact" - Sample from Prodigy on Mobb Deep - "G.O.D. Pt. III" "You get splashed from back of your head to ass crack" - Sample from Prodigy on Mobb Deep - "G.O.D. Pt. III" "Quite serious, and, yo, in fact" - Sample from Prodigy on Mobb Deep - "G.O.D. Pt. III" "It's over with and that's that" - Sample from Prodigy on Mobb Deep - "G.O.D. Pt. III"