Gun Rule

Lyrics

[Intro] Yo, yo, yo Once, once again Know what I'm saying? [Hook] Darkman stay on the street with a tool For these devil workers with gats and these ignorant fools Find yourself in the Hudson rocking ce-ment shoes Middle East, Michigan Grand Rap and gun rule [Verse 1] Me and my man contemplating on these future operations For night clubs two four shit packed like cases I'm nineteen paid young can only get better Got cheese in the war trying to see enormous cheddar Fuck a Coogi sweater stay Wu-Wear, fly polo Pepe Jeans new boots kid labeled Asolo Rolled for dolo, killed from the east Me and Reef left them twenty hour stole four bricks 100 G's Twenty-five a piece straight in they mind that's what it's like Peace to my man Sed who got hit on New Jersey's turnpike I send a kite, with a hundred in your money order Hold it down in your cage see you back at headquarters Everything is fine La blow spots like landmines Do the knowledge as I kick seven deadly signs I'm the Glock that'll make city streets boondocks The industry is calling me like Pookie with rocks And I can't stop, cocoa plants grow in large crops Darkman east coast hip hop pad lock I'm determined to kill the mic like Jews and Germans Shoot a shell through your chest to leave your ribcage burning While you smiling I got forty-five to life on Riker's Island 49507 what you dialing Fight faster twisting up deluxe Dutchmaster Enter my Peninsula script it might thrash you With impact, of a two hundred pound weight Being chased by Wu-wolves with no way to escape Do it from the mouth, crush bones cause this is my house And I'm prejudice against non-Clansmen like whiteys down south [Hook] Darkman stay on the street with a tool For these devil workers wit' gats and these ignorant fools Find yourself in the Hudson rocking ce-ment shoes Middle East, Michigan Grand Rap and gun rule [Verse 2] Ayo, I'm hungry like three lions starving in a crack house With guns galore taking Jake to war Don't challenge the sword from here to Vancouver I stand with this Lex Luger stashed in the Cruiser Going through you like needles from Phd's On any demon, drunken with 41 thieves Crack fiends drug dealers and killers flood the block DT's with binoculars surveillance the drop It's crazy hot, little Nookie got hit with a shot From a 4-4 caliber government Glock In front of the shop, equivalent to gun galleries I dedicate to Allah, show and prove I'm doing these Trying to see these 100 Gs, if I hold nine I freaked it To getting all this money is a ancient Chinese secret Delinquent, lockin' shit down like a precinct I'm flipping on you MCs for no fucking reason [Hook] Darkman stay on the street with a tool For these devil workers wit' gats and these ignorant fools Find yourself in the Hudson rocking ce-ment shoes Middle East, Michigan Grand Rap and gun rule [Break] Yeah, You know what time it is Gun Rules, You know what I'm sayin'? Yo, Word Up, Yo, yo [Verse 3] I spent about 20 Gs on weed as I proceed To drug deal my way to 100 Gs Stacking loot, known to catch blood on my boots Trafficante burners blazing outta six hundred coupes So what you stup'? I freeze niggas' lines to sub-zero Protect all devil killers like Robert Shapiro The La brings action-packed heat like De Niro I'm ancient in this rap shit king like a Pharaoh A terror, terminate Schwarzenegger style Kill a man, and a woman, MC and a child Shit is wild, I hold niggas hostage like Riker's Isle Gotta deceptive, murderous money getting smile I'm the judge while you on trial, Supreme, Killa Bee A serpent La can bite the whole industry, Darkman ..Motherfucker [Hook] Darkman stay on the street with a tool For these devil workers wit' gats and these ignorant fools Find yourself in the Hudson rocking ce-ment shoes Middle East, Michigan Grand Rap and gun rule [Break] Gun rule, Gun rule [Hook] Darkman stay on the street with a tool For these devil workers wit' gats and these ignorant fools Find yourself in the Hudson rocking ce-ment shoes Middle East, Michigan Grand Rap and gun rule [Outro] Triple Darkness Sing-sing