Bloodsport

turn them heaadphones up<br>yeah<br>to my man Nigga-No, yo<br>Killa Bee<br>no doubt<br><br>[Prodigy]<br>I kick that progress<br>and to that dumb nigga god bless<br>I know you can`t sleep or rest behind that bullshit<br>now you rock the best, scared to death while you walkin<br>fuckin up the talkin, we straight up, New Yorkin<br>we blowin niggas<br>heart attack stroking niggas<br>provoking niggas, shittin all over niggas<br>you rollin thick, but sure the Mobb rollin thicker<br>get that liquor, turn your back ice pick ya<br>but fuck that<br>stickin with the gat is quicker<br>scared to come around my corner, you ass nigga<br>do a jaw way all day fake shit<br>what you gonna do outta town, play bit(ch)<br>and run like a faggot switch take the whole shit<br>and show the world don`t sweat it baby girl<br>I gotta hem<br>and pull the gat like a stem<br>you all fucked up like a off beat blend<br>I send message that you couldn`t read clear<br>try to play the front but you got stuck in the rear<br>take it as a letter but I`m not sincere<br><br>yo<br>this ain`t rap, it`s bloodsport<br>your life cut short, you fell short<br>pressure`s on high, full court<br>my team form killer instincts and fire arms<br>dangerous stuff mine`s brainstorm wars<br>a life of a wild rebel, who run wild<br>clik (blaow-blaow) nigga lay down (blaow) fool stay down<br>appear, disappear, a hydro cloud<br>while you running at the mouth a hundred miles, I`m out<br>Mobb Deep style from the depths of Hempstead<br>get ninja`d<br>I creep quiet, keep the live nigga inchin`<br>listen, who are you to throw your fist in?<br>hit like a bitch, run like a faggot an take the whole shit<br>that`s it<br>I had to pass here with shit<br>It`s time for showtime, let`s see how deep things get<br>you want to talk tough and get all delinquent<br>you find yourself all bloodied up and shameded<br>me and my man pioneered this violent nigga rap shit<br>bust a gat, give me no fear of that, I`m laughin<br>what`s up there? let`s take you there and touch something<br>I`m a maniac, brainiac, fanatic at that<br>capable of combat, P counterattack<br>in some hot wheels, sendin shots out the back<br>it was a foul way to go, Kicko<br>you know the ropes so...<br>bloodsport motherfucker<br><br>ay yo the rockweiler<br>chew in chew out ass niggas, pull em on your collar<br>and let the lights dimmin<br>and you`ll be swimmin in a puddle of reality, juice<br>fatality too<br>this rap is the bitch, you shouldn`t marry the two<br>to the set of prenumtual<br>got paid in too comfortable<br>it`s all good, we don`t want to humble<br>and while you shinin in the spotlight<br>I got this dot right<br>the aimed right a stoplight<br>the trife life, ain`t no part two`s<br>when it`s over it`s over you hit<br>now send your soldierly stool<br><br><repeat last stanza><br><br>nigga, bloodsport