Back To Berth

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[Chorus: Chico] One, two, what you gonna do? Reservoir D's comin' through, gotta tag 22 Through your section, start wettin', outlastin' We could act fool and start blastin' Capes and papes all around the earth From day one to last day, goin' back to birth No second thoughts on your mind, that's fine, I see you're blind For you to get yours, yo, you gotta take mine [Verse 1: OZ, Juelz] I'm back off the V.S.O.P., who you be? I be the OZ, number one top D-O-G Situations like this get a nigga scarred (Get a nigga scarred) 'Cause the scum's too short to box with this God As I reverse the earth, keep the .40 bein' born I know the leads yellow version Children Of Thе Corn For real, I peel caps, slacks is what you get Wanna bet? Without a gat I still lеave your crew wet 'Cause frontin' on my Doggs is bad for your health Bless the year, it's '96, Reservoir form sticks So protect your clique when we knockin' down doors 'Cause ain't no holdin' back these bloodthirsty dogs Indiana Juelz drop juice on your critics Ain't no gimmicks in my lyrics, Blitz, I speak from experience Mysterious camouflage, entourage through sabotage, yo While y'all be prayin' in your steeple, Bronx State niggas stay evil And he who fronts will catch hoes he can see through Word to Double Peoples, verbal injections be lethal Fake jax and get stuck like tryna read Hebrew Criminal thoughts get intercepted, bullets get injected In your bladder and can't be digested I'm well protected, Bronx State represent this Those who hesitate get seen at they wake For tryna hold they weight with these Bronx State snakes, what? [Chorus: Chico] One, two, what you gonna do? Reservoir D's comin' through, gotta tag 22 Through your section, start wettin', outlastin' We could act fool and start blastin' Capes and papes all around the earth From day one to last day, goin' back to birth No second thoughts on your mind, that's fine, I see you're blind For you to get yours, yo, you gotta take mine [Verse 2: OZ] No way I'm livin' my life, it's too trife I saw Shape flippin' everyday, gat packin' I saw the script how to stay stackin' My residential prepare me for my everyday battle Where streets is mad deep, still the 'Po creep Gettin' licked, gettin' spit at, what up with that? Get on the ground, leather belt felt this hard melt Big man wanna talk that mess Shiny shield on his chest but the Tef' bust through your vest Reservoir Doggs roll thick with mad chips and chicks With clips that lick hips, see, the Jakes bit Down the block for the back of my [?] The satellite, no back up, so they couldn't fight [?] later for the boss, I'm out in the Bronx Seduce female Jakes, just to eat the cake and All I can, criminilogy, the streets got me buggin' But lovin' the aftermath, goin' down the path [Chorus: Chico] One, two, what you gonna do? Reservoir D's comin' through, gotta tag 22 Through your section, start wettin', outlastin' We could act fool and start blastin' Capes and papes all around the earth From day one to last day, goin' back to birth No second thoughts on your mind, that's fine, I see you're blind For you to get yours, yo, you gotta take mine [Verse 3: Juelz] No more Mr. Nice Guy, strictly wise guys Stay high type guy, the mind outta sight guy These obstacles I face got me on the money chase If murder be the case, the whole world ain't safe From these money hungry, livin' life like Bungee (What) Intoxicated, we forever stay hated We design and mastermind tight blueprints To increase chips and don't give a fuck about the risk 'Cause now it can be told how to reach a goal The major crime mastermind who corrupt the cold wine (Who?) (Who? C.T. niggas) Hobo colds and fatigues Fronto leaves and trees, chocolate Timbs on my feet While I roam through this street, keep my mind on survival Visualizin' life through insane eyes [?] No doubt, the sick type clique go all out First impressions get touched 'cause we know what that's about, that's about [Chorus: Chico] One, two, what you gonna do? Reservoir D's comin' through, gotta tag 22 Through your section, start wettin', outlastin' We could act fool and start blastin' Capes and papes all around the earth From day one to last day, goin' back to birth No second thoughts on your mind, that's fine, I see you're blind For you to get yours, yo, you gotta take mine
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Credits
- Writers
- OZ (Reservoir Doggs)
- Juelz (Reservoir Doggs)
- Chico (Reservoir Doggs)