In Da Building

Lyrics

Unh...unh Are you ready? Verse one: Parental discretion's advised cuhz the moment has arrived to set it off By blowin' up the spot with the toss of a Molotov Groove The Big Boss done rode in while gropin' the fin The Kingpin's about to piss in the wind I'm poppin' clips that extend past the palm when they slapped in And this here is the sound of revenge..let it begin Fool it's hard to defend I spit that hard core malice to the very end Cuhz murder one is how it was written My 4 pound it be hittin' like a bass drum cuhz I come from Where them sets be trippin' You see the king of the mountain he has arisen from the ash of the rhythm With them rocks shining bright as a prism Locked up the block like the walls of a prison I traffic blow with the lynch-men And them criminals know I'm the vision I occupy the pole position and smash that means you're shit outta luck fool You're never out of range, you're never out of touch what's up?! Hook: Cuhz Hangman is in the buildin' flashin' In spectacular fashion bout to get it crackin' (get it crackin') So throw your hands to the ceiling Cuhz there ain't no lastin' the action When Groove start to flashin' And mami can't fight the feeling See me in an Aston smashin' cuhz of the paper stackin' The King's back so they kneelin' before the throne Stackin' paper so it's on Verse two: You should've checked the description before you chose to take a drink of the venom Now your body's back-firin' pistons, got cha loosing religion Cuhz when the stars are aligned it's hammer time And the moment that your warrant was signed I bring the heat like the Ghost Rider so I'm puttin flame to the street In a slab ridin' on 83's Bombin' like Al Aaeda Groove's the messiah the last of a dying breed With that fast and that furious speed Niggas with animosity I tell em step on up And be a part of that infamous vertical rush; so put yo hands up Groove's about to erupt I'm passin' the buck And not the dollar sign nigga the pump There ain't no future in yo front stop trying I'm supplyin' the weight No body eat until I finish the grace make no mistake I hit the ghetto wit the metal lit the burner on the stove I'm packin' bangers with this dope to insure that it's federal Hook: Cuhz Hangman is in the buildin' flashin' In spectacular fashion bout to get it crackin' (get it crackin') So throw your hands to the ceiling Cuhz there ain't no lastin' the action When Groove start to flashin' And mami can't fight the feeling See me in an Aston smashin' cuhz of the paper stackin' The King's back so they kneelin' before the throne Stackin' paper so it's on Verse three: It's that causal effect caused by my canon duet That makes these mother fuckers jet soon as they peep my silhouette I'm from that Criminal set So I possess the heart of a vet And that gang-bang etiquette that slang cain regiment It's Hangman in this bitch and testament to my will I hold the noose as evidence of the kill So the entire nation know that my criminal flow is indestructible With Adamantium in my bones I brought it back to the bricks for all my niggas that pitch So here's a fix to pump it in your veins and relish the hit Because that counterfeit music is subject to abuse So the boss make it bang like the deuce who got the juice now I snatch breath cuhz I'm tryin' to catch death Toss from the stretch hit the mark with the Tech Cause the darkness to set so everybody know me That nigga from the HMG Mr. Groove Hook: Cuhz Hangman is in the buildin' flashin' In spectacular fashion bout to get it crackin' (get it crackin') So throw your hands to the ceiling Cuhz there ain't no lastin' the action When Groove start to flashin' And mami can't fight the feeling See me in an Aston smashin' cuhz of the paper stackin' The King's back so they kneelin' before the throne Stackin' paper so it's on