Barter with Barrels

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[Produced by Marley Marl] [Intro] Yo man I heard that you got some new rivals on the block. Small time thugs, working for big time thugs feel me? I can break em' down in no time, show me where they are (Driving sounds) (That's The Way I Like It plays in the background) Really?? I like disco!! So what? Nothing....park here. I'll see ya later Ok (Car door slams) [Verse] Pull up on the block, park the car and get the hell out Black jacket, ski mask, no way for witnesses to tell out Put the chrome in the thug's mouth, "If you wanna live another day Either run shit my way or the dead motherfucker way It's your choice, I don't give a fuck if I live or die You can shiver and cry, but it won't matter when I shoot your liver and sigh I run this block, that block and every block after Or I'll turn you into a ghost, bitch made looking like Casper" I shot a homeless man coming round to show I ain't playing I ain't laying for rivals to walk on me so quit saying I'm sorry, I'm sorry; I won't forget it please I'm sorry You looking like an evil motherfucker with shark teeth "I want the car keys now, and when I come back, I better get mine" The scared motherfucker had to pull up his zip tie He warned me that he'll do it but I'm messing with the wrong people They're more evil, they devour prey like bald eagles I smacked him in the nose, and I got into the Lincoln I thought of spilling out his brains to see what he was truly thinking No time for that, suspicious car, I pull out the chrome again I just want to make money and then go be home by ten Two shifty eyed people walking up to me funny Asking me why I'm trying to barge into their money I'm like look asshole I gotta make my cash flow You run shit on my block? You gotta pay the tax, ho They notice the pistol on me and started stuttering Muttering some stupid shit and I notice the blood on their rings They killed someone recently and stole it off they corpse Read the paper last night and heard they fed it to a fucking horse Kill or be killed, I pulled the pistol out and shot em' both dead Put em' in the trunk of my car, stole all of they bread Chopped the bodies up, brought it to the meat factory Free food for the poor and a bunch of fucking cash for me I dropped the hot shit off at the pawn shop I picked up all of the cash when I saw cops They pulled me to the corner, questioned me Said they knew I run the block and it was best to see That the smartest way to move was to make some friends I thought sure, load em' up, grease their palms with lead It was a bad day and I was irritable at best Stole all the good shit, pawned it, and put the bodies to rest At some hill somewhere, I forget where At the end of the day, lookin' fucked up so I get stares Whatever, got some free cash Walked upstairs in the slums, saw some PCP cats Saying they would sell for pretty cheap I thought "How the fuck am I gonna let them sell in my city streets" Threw the chrome again and forced my way inside I told them not to sell off shit that they knew was mine I controlled the market, so don't start shit I put the chrome into their dome and threatened to puncture cartilage Oh shit, the drug addict had a stroke The way he looked when he died, it probably was the coke I wiped away any trace of fingerprints, let it sink on it Looks like an accident, looking forward to drink tonic So fuck it, I got some money, got into my pad and then I drank Face planted on my bed like I felt dead and then I sank [Outro] The search for two police officers have turned up unknown, with the last suspected whereabouts of them being at a pawnshop, where they were running on an investigation on two drug dealers, who were suspected to have killed a rival and fed his body parts to a horse. In other news another homeless man died of a stroke last night, rumors say he was also a drug dealer and many thought it was drugs that killed him but medical professionals say that the man had a history of strokes. When asking a neighbor to comment on the situation, he said that he didn't know shit, he just got home from work, and he told us to fuck off. It seems no one knows who this man really is, if anyone has information please contact information. Now back to Madison for the weather
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