Killaz Theme/Crime Connection 12"

Stupid...can`t fuck with this (I know)<br>Bring your whole team kid. Yea dunn<br><br>[Verse 1- Havoc]<br><br>Yo, I love my niggas for that<br>We strike back, handle business<br>Test the realist, stay focused<br>And keep the, enemy near us<br>Niggas is careless, slippin up<br>Switchin up teams, crossin over<br>And gettin stuck for they cream<br>Frontin like they skills, it superb<br>Got the nerve, to get knocked the<br>Fuck out, then kicked to the curb<br>Thats for you and your whole click<br>You roll thick, more the better, so like<br>A dick bitch you gettin whipped, shitted on<br>Scuffed off a Mobb Deep song, take your thug off<br>You had it on a bit too long, tuck your chain in<br>Your gettin yaked, for you 14 karat slum gold cubic zirconian<br>Ass having, talking `bout it, being `bout it<br>You ain`t been doin it, so don`t start<br>Matter fact, keep it moving<br>When it`s on, accumulate like cancer cells<br>With advanced sales, leave a snitch dead <br>Son he can`t tell, like a Viking, we strikin<br>Reconstructing maps, plantin QB flags<br>Son we want to visualize picture, analyze<br>Situate another occupation, in cardiac arrest<br>State of mind, you must be out your motherfucking mind<br>Put you out of misery, short your lifetime, expectancy<br>Didn`t even reach 23, first class shot, special delivery<br>No doubt you wanna lay it for at you, at your own crib<br>Talk out the ass, at your own risk, it wont give one fuck<br>Two mysterious Chevy trucks filled with black cats, crossin ya path<br>Thats bad luck, Everyone has a destiny, so we destine<br>To make the best outta life, crime connection<br><br>[Verse 2- Prodigy]<br><br>Yo, I send shots to any man who come to close<br>Niggas get fold like a letter, and shipped across coast<br>Who goes, to go against my militant crime militia<br>Like these street niggas sending missiles to hit ya<br>Up from the ground up son, you get the picture<br>If not write it down, take a picture<br>Botanical exotic shit, keep me lifted, somethin retarded<br>Fuckin up my high, beefin don`t get me started<br>Too late, Iam already on ya ass, beat the fuck out anybody<br>With you, and anybody that grab me, <br>Move back we attack like pits locked in basements<br>Hungry for blood, deranged this, craziest<br>Type a shit ya ever seen in your life<br>Nigga bled to death, standin up, holdin his life<br>Applying pressure to his wound, tryin to stop the blood loss<br>Found layin in a pool of the shit, his own fault<br>It`s P the exulted from NYC, you get extremely, cut the fuck up<br>By scarlee to can`t recognize, do I have to prove all the time<br>And get up close and personal in front of ya eyes<br>See me dipped in down-low, ready for action, crept slow<br>Moved on ya enterprise and crash ya stock, put a hold on your assets<br>And dug your pop, You National Geographic niggas is known for flippin<br>This animal wildlife surround me I live in, and flow through the jungle<br>At night on Expedition, I got a jones for that life shit, <br>Survivors of block wars and crime niggas, know what I talk<br>In a black Tahoe, throw it in forlo, and blow the scene dancin`<br>Doin about a 100 all the way to Queens<br><br>[Verse 3- Cormega]<br><br>It seems, like gettin ahead, lead being dead or in the feds<br>I kept a glock in my shoe box under my bed<br>And had dreams to bag Ki`s and fill duffel bags with madd G`s<br>Parle in a condo with a warm breeze and palm trees<br>My projects is like a fuckin Vietnam scene<br>And my team be reppin, settin with shit that`ll rip through vests<br>Flexin` Diamantes, when it`s on I`ll regulate shit the calm way<br>Yo Iam smooth like a drop top benz with fat rims<br>I made moves, in war gear and black tims<br>And layed low, cause I was tryin to stay paid yo<br>Pumpin minerals to criminals called Yae-yo<br>The drug blocks, full of unseen riches and snitches<br>Guns blast and cops flashin pictures,<br>Son askin, can he get a package<br>And took a loss when the new task force snatched him<br>9`s and Tec`s, my hollow-heads outlined your vests<br>My only fear 25 years and death.<br> <br>Ill minds connection, crime connection<br>Never bring beef in my direction, kid<br>Cormega and Mobb Deep supply your section<br>With the infamous realness, don`t try to test it<br><br>Like this, ill minds connection, crime connection<br>Never bring beef in my direction, word