New Jack City

CHORUS: M.O.P.

This is, ghetto warfare, heavy metal warfare
Prepare, get on your post and stand clear
If you start it, defend it, start it, we'll end it
We're highly recommended, listen, this is
Ghetto warfare, heavy metal warfare
Prepare, get on your post and stand clear
The Brownsville sluggers, about to attack...

Lil Fame
Bring it back, yo I'm tired of you herbs
Gettin on my nerves
Pretendin to be drug dealers, and killers
You fold up, hold up, let me ease the grip
So they can jack talkin 'bout how many keys you flip
Your sleeves get ripped off for that bracelet you rockin
This lil nigg* get to poppin, pistol grippin and c*ckin
Cuz nine times outta ten I'm guranteed to leave you stragglin
Plus I bag emcees that's babblin
I aint tryin to hear ya
But I'm about ready to ear ya out
Get the gats and clear ya out
Cuz you's a part time felon, kid killing yellin
Before I send a slug through your melon
I'm a basket case, don't make me bash your face
You sittin I'm sittin on chrome like Masta Ace
It's live nigg*, no jive, hear the guns blast
I be wreckin like the fkin Jamaicans at SunSplash
It aint where you from It's where ya at
And where you be at times, you don't have your fkin gat
So chill with your riff raff, your b*tch staff
Is some new cats, living in NEW JACK CITY!!

CHORUS: M.O.P.

Billy Danze
Yo what the fk is the deal, here comes a new generation of rap dudes
With fake attitudes That refuse to play by the rules
It's a shame the way they be dissin the game
They fantasize then go to something I would tell lies
These fake thugs Replace slugs that's have three to nigg*
Actin like he want it No one wanna see my
Firing Squad Still firing, fkin wit old timers
Wit rhymers ready to come out of retirement
Stoppin your traffic, M.O.P. a classic
Puttin you b*tch as* in caskets you lil b*stards
Don't know this rap s**t, get this
My family is ready to lynch, and roll before all you devils and sins
Raw breed Indeed, we proceed to give you what you need
You way out of your motherfking league
It's the, warpath, O.G. staff
Ambidextrous and I'll tear your maggot as* in half
My family don't give a fk about you
How 'bout I, jump up and smack the s**t out you
Get at 'em Took you down the Firing Squad committee
Wit no pity, detonating this NEW JACK CITY!!