Lick Dem Muthaphuckaz (REMIX)

"Cos no matter who you are, you`re still catchin bullets, god"<br><br>[Lord Jamar]<br><br>You like to taste the lead, well get your face fed<br>After I`m done, you rather suck on pencils<br>Here comes the coroner with chalk for the stencils of your body<br>As I walk over the shit and spit outta heart<br>Now brothers talk shit and can`t back it<br>That`s why I had to fit em with a full metal jacket<br>Peel his cap once cos I know it`s all it takes<br>Watch the muthaphucka bawlin, his body catch the shakes (BLAST)<br>Just before he die, I`ma look him in his eye<br>Ask the nigga how he figure he was big enough to try<br>the muthaphuckin G-to the O-to the D<br>I told ya couple times that the Gods must be crazy<br>but ya didn`t listen, so now ya on a mission<br>to get an autopsy, a raw C-O, ya can`t stops me<br>Now tell me is there anybody else<br>before I put my AK back on the shelf<br>Cos I put in work like Job Corps<br>Niggas talk shit and get jerked and robbed for<br>their life by a knife or a gun<br>So when ya see me comin, nigga, run<br><br>"See I had to lick em" "Punk muthaphucka"<br>"See I had to lick em" "Punk muthaphucka"<br>"See I had to lick em" "Punk muthaphucka"<br>"See I had to lick em" "Punk muthaphucka"<br>"Cos no matter who you are, you`re still catchin bullets, god"<br>*repeat*<br><br>[Sadat X]<br><br>Somebody`s dead, a whole crowd formed<br>The cops ain`t even come yet, Money`s dead in the street<br>Somebody called his people and they come downstairs screamin<br>Six girls cryin wild cos Money had a child<br>A good dick, couldn`t even stand the .44 lick<br>Dead quick, the funeral is strictly closed-casket<br>And ol` Aunt Faith, her baby fingerpaints<br>My Moms know the time so she wanna send me down to Alabama<br>I gotta cousin, says she`s got some friends<br>She says they strictly fuckin, I could get away from buckin<br>She tried to gas me up, I tell her sex is everywhere<br>and sex is but a word, it ain`t shit I ain`t heard<br>Tell my Moms I ain`t leavin, my crew said to stay<br>My crew I`m believin so fuck it anyway<br>I got my mob from the Rule, that live by the cruel<br>and my crew from Courtland Ave. always say they`ll set it off<br>And if I choose, who`s somebody might die<br>and if they don`t die, they won`t be able to walk<br>Pump slugs in his back, he`s talkin pussy talk<br>"Cos no matter who you are, you`re still catchin bullets, god"<br><br>"See I had to lick em" "Punk muthaphucka"<br>"See I had to lick em" "Punk muthaphucka"<br>"See I had to lick em" "Punk muthaphucka"<br>"See I had to lick em" "Punk muthaphucka"<br>"Cos no matter who you are, you`re still catchin bullets, god"<br>*repeat*<br><br>[Lord Jamar]<br><br>Well hey muthaphuckaz, it`s the dread with the 9<br>Lead to the head of you devils, now it`s bedtime<br>I said I`m not the nigga to be playin out<br>I`ll leave your body layin out the sid, talk shit and you`ll get licked<br>Get hit by a dread who`s fed with the nonsense<br>Leave you red, where my clip empty out his contents<br>Spill your guts when I fill ya up with the flame juice<br>Niggas` nuts, I had to fuck em up and use my name loose<br>Some silly goose, we be down on the subway<br>He gets no love cos he`s rubbin me the wrong way<br>Disrespectin, infect the masses<br>So I elect to come direct and disect some asses<br>My nigga passes the gat, rat-a-tat-tat<br>Now you shut your fuckin trap cos you was who I`s fuckin at<br>I got you suckin at the chrome like a nipple<br>The only way your ass is goin home is as a cripple<br><br>[Sadat X]<br><br>And then I peed on niggas, came the absolute worst<br>Lost compassion for humans, and then smack up they moms<br>Ran and got the arms, from under the mattress<br>My little man Satan got somethin in his jacket<br>Let me get to work and I`ll release the swarm<br>My man mean a lot these days<br>I got the hash, cash plus my people raise me well<br>Bring it to em X, and we`ll take the weight<br>Run and get the Mac from the Park Ave. location<br>Bronx location, wit a extra bag of clips<br>Plus I want it tight and I don`t play that much<br>So I`ll have all the reefer and set up all the stock<br>And everybody`s fuckin, yo Money, she wasn`t great<br>You just got mad, ya girl got videotape<br>So save the noise, niggas, cos I can`t hear<br>"Cos no matter who you are, you`re still catchin bullets, god"<br><br>"See I had to lick em" "Punk muthaphucka"<br>"See I had to lick em" "Punk muthaphucka"<br>"See I had to lick em" "Punk muthaphucka"<br>"See I had to lick em" "Punk muthaphucka"<br>"Cos no matter who you are, you`re still catchin bullets, god"<br>*repeat x3*