Cam'ron

[fox69]

"Killa"
(with Vado)

"Killa"
(with Vado)



[Verse 1: Cam'ron]
I might long mink it
Or fly fox it
Might floor seat it
Or skybox it
What's in my pocket? Don't worry I got it
Araab hit em with a sky rocket
You a love cuffer, me and my blood brothers?
Cook the beef like Fuddruckers, duck sucker
What I think of them? I ain't no judge, fucker
What I deal with? Nothin' but drugs, brother
Smack ya girl, kill ya pops, take ya mother
Stab ya aunt, hit ya sis, duct tape ya brother
First drawer is all suede, Jamaican colors
Make em take cover
Me? I teach laundering
Coke, please bond with me
Only time you meet girls on E-Harmony
The block, I treat, like the Pharmacy
From the back of Delanor to the Armory
(Killa, Killa, Killa, Killa...)

[Verse 2: Vado]
Sliiiiiiiiiime!
Yo, if these walls could speak, they'd tell me "Let's go! "
Like Wall Street, Billy First, Meeko and Gecko
Was ambitious, determined I'm in Joe Pesch mode
They put my name in the black book cause they petro
Black retro's, yeah them 60 plus
And black expo, necks broke just to look at us
Ridiculous delivery, the boss type
She fell in love with my kick game like paw spikes
Half the shit, you spit plain, you part nice
Half the brick is cooked cain, that's hard white
Automar bright, all the haters respect it
Feel like the governor in the Schwarzenegger collection
I'm just fuckin' them, I don't care who she slept with
Shorty only good for the throat like chloraseptic
These rappers hot combs, your boy the next pick
I don't straighten it out, get blown when the tech spit
(Killa, Killa, Killa, Killa...)

[Verse 3: Vado]
Yo I was always a smart ass, pullin' BM's out of Park Ave
Hand the rock to em off the ground like a bounce pass
(Coke cash!)
So was my heart when the pound blast
You could fuck up some paper just make sure gutter mouth stash
No OutKast, love me low in the Big Boi
Border her ass, throw some D's on it like Rich Boy
Benz high class, Crown Vic's be our 6-4
Shit is like Crenshaw, way to be Blood and Crip calls

[Verse 4: Cam'ron]
He ain't lying get thrown from the 6th floor
Blown from the 4-5 my dick in ya bitch jaw
All them diamonds that's what my wrist for
Any problems? That's what the clique for
Fuck a big tour, I sail on the sick shore
Girls are like lotto, Doggy I pick 4
Word, Homie
They phony
Macy's, Neiman's, Bloomy's they know me
(Killa, Killa, Killa, Killa...)

 

[fox69]

"Killa Cam"

"Killa Cam"


[Voice]
Killa kam
Killa kam
Killa kam
Killa killa
Killa kam

[Cam'ron]

[Verse 1]

With the goons I spy
Stay in tune with ma
She like damn
This the realest since kumbaya
Kumbyay killa kam my lord
Still the man with pants
Scrill fam oh boy
Bitches they want to neutor me
They want tutor me
The hooligan in hoolahands
Maneuvering is nothing new to me
Doggy I'm from the land of crime
Pan pan gram or dime
Not toes or mc
When I say hammertime
Beef I'm hammer mine
When I get my hands on nines
If I had on bammerline
Cordourys kam will shine
Canary burgundy
I call it lemon red
Yellow diamonds in my ear
Call em lemonheads
Lemonhead end up dead
Ice like Winnipeg
Gemstones Flintstones
You could say I'm friends with Fred
You want happy scrappy
I got pataki at me
Bitches say I'm tacky daddy
Range look like laffy taffy

[Chorus]

[Voice]
Kill kam
Killa kam
Killa kam
Killa killa
Killa kam

[Verse 2]

I'm from where Nicky barns got rich as fuck
Rich and nay hit the kitchen they were pitching up
Rob base mase doug e fresh switched it up
I do both who am I to fuck tradition up
So I parked in a tow-away zone
Chrome I don't care
I'll call it throwaway homes
Welcome to Harlem
Where you welcome to problems
Off a furlo fella fellas get parkings
Canabuy banks
Stand out like puty tanks
Soon as the studie sings
That when the tudy sing
Bang bang came from that movie rang
Snap crack jewelry bling
Flat jack who he bring
Clack clack cooley ring
Bad rap cuties claim
Ascap put em in the river
I'm the sushi king
And I'm keep it fresh
Let the fish eat ya flesh
Yes sir please confess
Just say he's the best

[Chorus]

How dope is this
Teach you how to rope a chick
What you want
Coke or piff
I got it all smoke or sniff
And you know my drift
Used to figures doe and shit
You a roosted bitch
Just a roasted bitch
And I roast ya bitch
That how I usually am
Tell her and her groupie friends
Go get they coochie cleansed
We the moody Gucci Louie and pucci men
A skada Prada
The chopper it got the uzi lens
Bird's eye view
The birds I knew
Flip birds
Birds gang
It was birds I flew
And word I flew
Or herb I grew
I would serve on stoops
Now it swerve in coupes

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Killa Cam (Intro)"
(feat. 40 Cal)

"Killa Cam (Intro)"
(feat. 40 Cal)



[DukeDaGod]
Before we get into this Killa Season
Let's start this shit off with my man 40 Cal

[40 Cal.]
Who am I? 40 Cal. motherfucker
Gat to your back, get down motherfucker
Clown motherfucker
(You will be wonderin what are we gonna do now)
Let me try to explain
I shoot his truck up just to drive him insane
Give his Rover the new name, the firing range
When we see you yell fire and aim
Cause when I fire them thangs it's like
(You will be wonderin what are we gonna do now)
I gotta watch who wit me, watch who pretty
Drop two-fitty on a hot new Bentley
But when it come to drops say he cop too many like, damn
(You will be wonderin what are we gonna do now)
Down with wonderful Cal. {they make Hummers in brown?}
Nah I just shitted on you, even haters lovin my style
I'm a role model, I make the hustlers proud
I make the customers smile
(You will be wonderin what are we gonna do now)
Catch me in them thangs with Jennifer, BM's with Olivia
If it ain't Vivica or somebody sim-i-lar
Comin down the block the suspense is killin ya like, wow
(You will be wonderin what are we gonna do now)
That's Cal. we see him {we see him} we leavin {we leavin}
He schemin, he be beastin
Heard he kill people, we believe him
Oh shit he's reachin
(You will be wonderin what are we gonna do now)

Killa Killa Killa Killa!
Killa (Killa!) Killa Killa Killa! (Killa!)

[Verse 1]
Dial killa for murda once, no redial
Just see child, the O G style and how I used to be wild
This the story of Cam'ron and Zeke Giles one way road to the P now
Yea the whoscal, ohh child you wasn't there
Zeke snitched, if he did, I'd be doin a hundred years
Did the interstate, big cities, tiny ones
Took over niggaz towns, black ties, tiny bums
Handsome hoods, pretty thugs, but we grimy dun
Cars, cribs, money, had to find me some
Zeke right behind me dun dun, he play by all the rules
That's why the house is his, the cars, all the jewels
Ya'll niggaz all are fools, your regular married with children
Dawg, nine to five, office, pool
Couldn't live that life, I needa loft and pool
I had too much class, I ain't report to school
If they report to school, I caught the stool, extort the fool
Took off his jewels, thought he cool, gun to mouth, they often drool
Fuckin wit this wolf, this should be taught to you
Ya money don't matter, what you can't afford to do
Is fuck wit me dawg, that could be affordable
Hide ya mom, police protection, that's when I'm cordial
Cars convertible, TV's are portable
Fiends on line, coke lines, they come and snort a few
Killa!

[Chorus]
(KILLA!)
Guns, cars, bitches, and (KILLA!)
Weed, smoke, dope (KILLA!)
Glocks, ox ockin I'm cocked (KILLA!)
Cam, fam, damn, it's (KILLA!)
Season and the reason you breathin (KILLA!)
Who buy out the bar though? (KILLA!)
Who far from a star but they car is Gallardo? (KILLA!)

[Verse 2]
I was forced to eat, anything you lost I keep
Shot the fifth, and then like a Piston, toss the Heat (Bye)
Now round the corner, up the block, cross the street
Up fifty flights, iight where the bosses meet
And the Porsche is peach, felt like Boston George
Left Boston Market, did deals on Boston Beach
Now I bought the beach, all because they applaud my speech
One nigga crossed the chief I know you heard he lost his teeth, and it's
Killa!

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Kiss Myself"

"Kiss Myself"


Ayo Just Blaze
I had to steal this one too, man
You don't want send no beats man, you know how I do it
You still my boy though
Ayo listen, man
Nobody love me more than me like nobody gon' love you more than you
Let me tell you about it
(Jumped back, just kissed myself)

Uhh, (Killa, Killa)
Listen, both Kims, Neka, Lacy with the bracers
Leave me alone, stop making fake pages
Fuck is the subject, I nutted, you nutted
Whether my crib in Nantucket or the back of the bucket
You gave me head in the park, now you mad, well fuck it
Ain't my fault you ain't know how to act in public
Pack up your internet luggage, I'm mad I even did it with ya
Y'all got served with the curve, yeah, I pitched it to ya
So we settle, not to heckle
Could you plug me in with your friend with the freckles?
I mean, she look special
C-cup, cute face, ass disrespectful
Oh now I'm disrespectful, well check the bezel
Disrespected this ice, I got a neck full
You go in the liquor store and get eight nips
Me? I look in the mirror, say this

I, I love you
Gotta jump back, just kiss myself like
I, I love you
Gotta jump back, just kiss myself like

In Jersey with my friends and mama listening to Prince
As we sip some vodka and press my headphones with Balenciaga
Said she need some hot niggas, said we hotter
Mine came from whipping up like Betty Crocker
Said they getting money like you, I better stop her
You need medical attention, I sent a doctor
Imagine that, my stock in NASDAQ
I ain't jacking that, I just got my masters back
Started to laugh since she was fucking with me
I laughed too, yeah you know nobody fucking with me
Can't front 'cause she know I'm that dude
She like it when I'm nice but she love it when I'm rude
I got her that purse, pants, shoes, and belt
Quarter mill in ice that refused to melt
Everything fresh, check with the board of health
Asked if I love her, not more than myself, I said

I, I love you
Gotta jump back, just kiss myself like
I, I love you
Gotta jump back, just kiss myself like

 

[fox69]

"Lean"

"Lean"


Imma warn ya, in your circle don't mean that they in your corner
Almost was a goner, 10 years for marijuana
Only thing I ever said in court
I plead the fifth, hell no, and no your honor
So the streets honor me, humble believe I'm on it
I grab my momma, I'm headed to a different genre
They couldn't understand me now I find it ironic
I grew up with Big L, all I knew was ebonics
Jealousy, crack, greed. Homicide and chronic
Where niggas catch a body, change their name like the sonics
It was hot like Phoenix. I used to look up at the Lennox ave sign on my heart and pledge allegiance
Drama 15 years straight, nothing recent
But imma call the state for back pay, they owe me grievance
And you can't knock that, block the block with the top that
Open up that fanta I got that

Lean on me, when you're not strong
I'll be your friend, I'll help you carry on
For It won't be long, til I'm gonna need
Somebody to lean on

Lowlifes with no knives, niggas is cutting throats
For that white like tommy and green paper with the ghosts
That's power, I play my post, one day
You the best thing since sliced bread, the next day you're toast
I can never be toast, hell no
I get money in lump sums, yea, I like my bread by the loaf
I like head by the coast, as I stare at the pacific
She asked if I liked it, keep going girl you're terrific
Yeah baby, see I'm Clyde and I'm looking for a Bonnie mami
To get a Gucci ghost, watch rings from Avianne
I share my wealth, humble beginnings, hunger strangled us
Pops had a choice, me or drugs, he chose angel dust
And the mother some was living more dangerous
Tax season the only time they was claiming us
Picture it like Kodak, this bracelet you could hold that
If I'm needed know that you can

Lean on me, when you're not strong
I'll be your friend, I'll help you carry on
For It won't be long, til I'm gonna need
Somebody to lean on

 

[fox69]

"Leave Me Alone, Pt. 2"

"Leave Me Alone, Pt. 2"


[Intro]
BITCH! Uh!
Killa! Uh!
Dipset Bitch!
The Union(Uh huh!)
Harlem! Killa!
(Leave me alone.....I just like to live my life)
Part 2!

[Verse 1]
I be like Move........Get out the way
Cuz I move bricks, get out the yay
And it's 2 clips, I get out the play (man!)
Fo a few chips, I get out n' spray (Bla-kow!)
It's more then shrimps, it's whores and pimps (pimps)
The difference in our crimes, yours attempts
Attempt burglary, attempt theft you just begun
I'm Grand Theft Auto, rackets here, Larceny, Conspiracy
Murder one, electric chair I don't deserve the fun
But I get the dough, shit I might splurger one
Now I know alotta styles, some see
But listen, stop it child it's a done dee
I come to ya block, stop and style it's that one vee
Gators straight from +Crocodile Dundee+
No rubber sold, hardwood bastard
Fitted, Legitted, +Hardwood Classic+
Killa! Uh!
(Leave me alone.....I just like to live my life)
Uh, That shit you talk don't move me nadda
The dudes with the Qs be proper
Uzi pop, you news and choppers
It's truly lava, who knew we prosper
The game's a bitch, who we gotta
The shoes, Louie products, Groupie Blah Blah
Santana, Zeek the koofie popper
We the movie shotta!
But it's really rude boys and rosters
When they trendin' all the girls, excuse me shoppa
I wish my homie could watch me
Live happy days like Tony and Chachi
I stay lonely and cocky
(DICE!!!)
Rollin' and rollin' 'em
Cars, the repo are towin' 'em
Acts black, we totally total 'em
Even blood, he totally totaled it
Plus his life, he totally totaled it
But any girl I get I totally open 'em
Brain in they legs, coke and the dope in 'em

[Bridge]
Killa!
Talkin' Tough? (Yo!), Smokin' Dust (Whoa!)
Fuck with us? (No! No! No!)
Get ya head bust
Get ya head bust
Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust
He talkin' fly (Yo!), I wonder why (Whoa!)
Fuck with us? (No! No! No!)
Get ya head bust
Get ya head bust
Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust

[Verse 2]
Killa! Yo uh..
(Leave me alone....I just like to live my life)
I spend days on kawasakis
Nights with Lewinskies
But I'm the like the Ice Man, Michael Kiplenski
I style on New York, power my fort
Dips, consorted by the sun, ? York
Doggie, cuz I push weight, plus I push tapes
God damn I'm starvin' and I just ate
I wouldn't say I'm meano with +Tha Carter+
I'm more like the plant in +Little Shop Of Horrors+
But I don't say Feed Me Seymour
I say Feed me Dame, Feed me Leeyor (Billions!)
Epic, they used to feed me detours (Pfft!)
Roc-A-Fella, they feed me C-4
The way I blow up, the VS Gizz 4
You GS3? I'm GS4
You in a Lexus, I'm gon' stream forward
Up in the sky on the Gulf Stream tour
You want beef? We'll start a Gulf Stream war
Lay ya ass down on God's Green Floor
We playin' Golf in the Gulf Of New Mexico
Tha Cost to be the boss, you gotta respect it, ho
My gas game you gotta respect it tho
I swear to god you think I'm workin' for +Texaco+
And ya section know when any day Techs could blow
Hit 'em from head to toe, When I come deck ya hoe
Killa! Dipset Bitch!

[Bridge]

 

[fox69]

"Leave You Alone"

"Leave You Alone"


[Sample Voice] - I Gotta Leave...Leave You Alone

[Cam'Ron] - Wish I could.....
I gotta leave the hood alone eventually right? (I don't know)

[Cam'Ron: Verse 1]
Leave the hood, I would but it got Cam twisted (twisted)
When Mikey gon' get that butter or them damn biscuits?!
Mother still getting high, she so damn gifted
Like she got no legs though...she can't kick it (nope)
We can't kick it, my man dig it, I Van Wick it
Wicked wiggle, the man wicked, rap was Cam's ticket (that's what I thought)
But it backfired, air in the back tires
Get ready for crack buyers, rap liars and trap wires
Thinking I'm awry, we thinking I'm raunchy
Watch "Menace II Society"...think about Chauncey (shhh, think about that)
The snitch factor, now it's a big factor
Shit, life's a bitch watch ya shit for you pitch after
Get dadda, Michelle home from school, her man Rich slapped her
Kitch scratched her, shot in the air...yeah kids scattered
Cause she joined a fraternity...the bitch "Kappa"
He ain't like it, kidnapped her
In the hood, bitch cracker
Now Rich not....she could of met a rich cracker
She get high, worked at McDees, they big mac'ed her
They'll train the fighters, Titus gained Arthritis
Cops they train the buyers, we the cleanest can't indict us (nope)
He beat them cases up like Mike Tyson '86
That's why it's like I got a license for these 80 bricks
Crib, tried to raid the shit
Agents on some hater shit
60k to rob the kid, them cases never made 'em stick

[SINGING SAMPLE HOOK]

[Cam'Ron: Verse 2]
I can promise this, you dealing with a Communist
That'll pull the trigger on any nigga who bomb a bitch
My accomplices...they remain annonymous
And they gon stay there, I swear....I'm what honest is
Honestly you thought I quit like Tom Donnovich
Conglomerate, treat you like Ramadan...honor it (y'all wont eat!)
Y'all won't eat, I'm unloading a lobster & pasta
Y'all imposters, imposing my posture....I gotcha
Mobsters with choppers, enough "dado" (that's chips)
Chicks...duct tape em, turn 'em over....butt rape 'em
Grams...cut, shave em, Cam hair....cut, shave it
But bust on her ??, like a ??....Wes Craven
That's the hustle...I'm old school, you must page 'em
Whatever love hate em, won't do...touch, play em...
Degrade em? talk slick...fuck it your all sick
Lay you in dog shit, look over you...hork spit
Beef on Bobby block, right where his homeys walk
Homey we make bodies drop..then skate like Tony Hawk
Over short paper, play a O for very long
"Fourth of July"...M80's, cherry bombs (what's that?_
They'll disguise the slugs
Sent his friends for them ends, they had 'em like the Benz......his eyes was bugged
Watch the don poke you
But for 4500, I will John Doe you....ya moms won't know you (KILLA!)

 

[fox69]

"Let Me Know"

"Let Me Know"


All my harlem niggas my bk niggas
back uptown baby, lennox ave
We bout to spit hospitable
Physical, but shit is gettin critical
The way cats bitin is dispicable
Pitiful, unoriginal, this shit is miserable
I'm a businessman, I ain't tryin to be lyrical
Damn it's a miracle, thought y'all was veterans
Wish your flow was ill huh?
Mine was your medicine
Now you're in the game
Lame sound the best you've ever been
Play right I'll catch you late night nigga like Letterman
Get thirty thou now your actions begun
Actin and fun nigga after taxes you're done
Cars impounded, New York must stop bitin and start writin
And start malice(?)
When the fuck we start bouncin?
We stash ounces, make a nigga start clownin
We spark round and nigga that's your heart poundin'
[CHORUS]
Yo you fly? Let me know
Yo you high? Let me know
You wanna cry? Let me know
You wanna die? Let me know
You want raw? Let me know
You sound raw Let me know
You want a war? Let me know
You on tour? Let me know
You sell crack? Let me know
You bust yo gat? Let me know
You sell weed? Let me know
Well where the trees? Let me know
You a fed? Let me know
She give head? Let me know
It's aight? Let me know
You wanna fight? Let me know
Yo I get dough any way
I can flow any way
Yo you rap about money, man, who are you anyway?
C'mon, all my jewels ice and gray
And nigga might I say
I'm Mister Rogers status, change twice a day
Any beef you let me know, I'll be there right away
And when I'm rhyming, I've always got the right of way
I got some cats that'll come down here right away
To take your ass right away
Believe me you could die today
We explode and bullets we reload and killers speak in code
So please let me know
You get fly? Let me know
He get high? Let me know
Take his jewels and his rolls (?)
Eat his food to let him know (?)
You can't come to the hood, we got glocks to squeeze
With rocks and G's and that shit looks hot on me
So gimme that, little man, I'm bout to pocket it right
I make this look good, you wasn't rockin it right
[CHORUS]
You the type of cat, wanna marry your lover
And to the end of earth 4 (??), huh, like mario brother
Better carry your rubber
Now you done this street, Me I gun this V (??)
Somethin to see, and man, ain't nothin to me
Not my man, not my style
Not my fam, not my pal
Not my click, not my type
Hell no we not alike
You get knocked, you sit in a cell
Get raped, bitch, and you yell
Turn homo, kiss and you tell
Bitch nigga, walk with a switch nigga
Why you switch nigga?, talk high pitched nigga?
You know how we get niggas?
Bla! bla! bla! bla!
That's how we get niggas
Big drinkers, me and 6 figures
Bout to be some real, real real real real real real
Rich niggas
Big niggas, talk slick nigga
Got shit to spit nigga
[CHORUS x2]

 

[fox69]

"Let Me Work"
(feat. Mz Hustle, Loaded Lux, Chris Miles)

"Let Me Work"
(feat. Mz Hustle, Loaded Lux, Chris Miles)



[Verse 1:]
I'm smoking killa same color as lavender
I be with killas, millionaires, scavengers
And my own car often play the passenger
The girl is down (point 4, I'm bangin er)
Well my status, the lavish karats attracted her
But where the movie set? I see a lot of characters
It's acrobatic, my flip with no spatula
I get the water from the Seattle – I'm a marinar
Dom it's Africa, be with my Dominicans
Clues dig from Italy, my connect well he Mexican
Account at Switzerland, bad bitches in Michigan
Women friends say I'm priver than moments in timberland

[Interlude:]
Next up we have
Harlem's own
Queen of the ring
Hustle!

[Verse 2:]
I can never give you all a glisten clear
While I'm soakin heaters and hammers my gorillas go bananas
Fuck shit, bitch hoe
Sorry, excuse my grammar
I'm used to ignorant shit, none of my hoes got manners
But let's roll the ninas,
Them girls, we live in Finland
I'm movin like a beamer
I'm talkin ladies being innocent
If I'd send shots to them from the bar
On camera if a nigga get that in a shootin star
Without the stay I'm stuck
All that fly look, daddy get yo boss hit
If I want you killed I'd pull strings, you know guitar shit
Hey, it's that yo whole team? I could make a collage quick
Bullets jumpin in the ground, something like a mosh pit
La crème levy and I be ridin with some riders
Drive an Impala, pull up right beside ya
Hand out the window, start blammin at yo driver
Claim you won drama but we swim into Nirvana

[Interlude:]
Next up we have Harlem's own street battler loveness
He really needs no introduction
I like to call him Beloved

[Verse 3:]
I pray he blessed every youngin that's tryna make the ledge
Be smart learnin, make sharp turns on a razor's edge
Just to put food on the table spread, keep the babies fed
A real man rather stay ahead fore he stay in bed
You take yo meds this morning you know yo name Jack
Black, these white boys tryna remain fat
Jumpin down and engage pack, mainstream and a main match
Watch but don't ride on the other side of the train track
So sure, nothing more than the trouble Lord
Buzz the door, hug the floors up against the wall
Some record like miracle with the other swords
Love involved, I put the mother ship in the motherboard
Is it the truth?
Can you feel it? I'll give you proof
Niggas root for me in the 13, Piggy Booth
50 rude niggas can't do nothing when the witties shoot
You hear the snoop, gin and juice rappers
Please let me work

[Interlude:]
Next up we have the 14 year old street dog, ya'll ready?
Hold on
Chris Miles

[Verse 4:]
But anyway lolololoook
White kid but I make this shit on this game when I pick up the pace
Gonna piss on they families
It's just because a youngin doing better they favorites, have that
I'm a beast at the case T3
I'm avenged, now they wanna get me all up in they playlist
Give me the crown back, king to these whack ass
Grind cause my backstab's after the count stack stack stack
Kick flows like a brown house kid would allow
Not down for the countdown
Try for the 50's, last down to the man
Cause you know he's doing down down down down wut?
Say dudes get no love
I've been going through this hustle til both my lungs breakin those
Hold up these basic and sees it's too late
But my friend you should pray to yo maker and bow down
To me every beat that I see is deceased cause you already know that I chow down
And I swear to God I'll paralyze your pair of eyes
Of every second that you see me
And I can't even bother with these random guys
Who been talkin trash, can you please gone?
On every song I'm off in the competition
I got beat up in school, now dudes be sayin they tryna chill and shit but no
Homie just back off or my slap a rapper swag off
Get it crackin like a couple chiropractors at yo back door
See ya

[Outro:]
Ok next up we have
What? I'm not going after that little kid
You crazy, you ain't just hear what he just said?
Shiiit

 

[fox69]

"Live My Life (Leave Me Alone)"
(feat. Daz Dillinger)

"Live My Life (Leave Me Alone)"
(feat. Daz Dillinger)



[Verse 1]
Now that I'm here niggaz wanna wrap the ROC up
Nah, backslash wrap the rocks up, back the block up
Cop killers, clap at coppers, blast at choppers
Pass the vodka, listen, don't ever mention Dash or Hoffa
It's a Harlem thing dog, you'll clash with Mobsters (uptown)
Remember me? Got jumped on TNT (what's beef?)
Next week, back pump TNT (what's beef?)
All my niggaz got M-16's kid
And all we do is watch MTV Cribs
Learn not to in fury the victim
Purially stick 'em, break through your security system (KILLA)
Stop frontin', you was never a menace
Never a hustla, NO, we could never do business
Business is business, money is money
Hustle is hustle, stupid is stupid
You da dumbest of dummies (Killa)

[Chorus]
Leave me alone, let me just live my live, ah
Just leave me alone, leave me alone
Let me just live my life ah
That's the sound of the police

[Verse 2]
All I do every day dog, blunt after blunt
Stunt after stunt, they all cunt after cunt
Like that I'm Shiesty, look at my shoes, like my Nikes
Know that I got a girl, like my wifey, like that I'm rude
Come here, let me pick with your chest, dick on your breast
All they say "That nigga's a mess"
You heard me fam? All worthy of this dirty man
Take it in your ass? How about 30 grams ma'?
Go upstate, come back downstate, next time around me
You might get a POUNDCAKE, (screw that bitch)
Fuck it up, she understand that I might slap her
I'll me damned if I work for some white cracker (shit)
White batter, prize in the pack, fiends love
They hug it, call it Cracker Jacks, KILLA
Where the crack is at, watch me get dem dice
Throw 'em on, let me live my life

[Chorus]
Leave me alone, let me just live my live, ah
Just leave me alone, leave me alone
Let me just live my life ah
That's the sound of the police

[Verse 3]
Fuck life as a rap star, you dealing with crack gods
Cookin' the crack hard, lead the crack jars
All of the chips, the crib with the backyard
Pull out the gat pa, a bar, and black cars
And I'm scary with the 5th, compare me to a gift
Yellow diamonds, ganerrie on my wrist, just juice
Get wet up and waive, that'll be the day, killa cam
Mess up some yeah (shiiiiit), thug niggaz be on point
And game time, cop a brick, and re-up in the same night
And to get that trife, I flick that knife, doggy dog
Let me live my life

[Chorus]
Leave me alone, let me just live my live, ah
Just leave me alone, leave me alone
Let me just live my life ah
That's the sound of the police

[Cam]
The block is hot, niggaz tell me to feel it
Know when I get out they gon feel it
Witness the realest