Power Cypha 2

[Noreaga]<br>Tony Touch, Iraq, Iraq, 50 MC`s...<br>A little bit a thugs is all it takes<br>to make this industry just brake *repeat*<br>What, what, what poison arrows<br>Swords and lords, yo, but really<br>My Mac-milly, spray niggaz, lay niggaz<br>Yo the Cognac, make you feel unbeatable<br>Yo, especially, when that ass drunk too much<br>I call up Tony Touch, Tony Touch bring the next dutch<br>Yo I`m all fucked up, bent and can`t think<br>While you both stink, don`t even care that you sink<br>Yo impulsive, exclusive, high explosive<br>Can`t even get with, shit I dealt wit<br>I`m on some other shit, my main script describe the foulness<br>Panama Canalness, what, yo, I, don`t even talk so I`m far from the loudest<br>Kid, nigga, can`t touch this, rush this, yo what<br>[talking: yo, switch the beat, now, bless it]<br>What, I`m bout to fuck shit up, what<br>Fuck it up *repeat 3*<br>FUCK IT UP FUCK IT UP FUCK IT UP, what what!?!<br>We on the lines like the internet<br>Many will come but few was chosen<br>Against my set, there ain`t a nigga yet<br>Smoke so much niggaz say I need Nicorette<br>You say bogie, but you used to say cigarette<br>Now I know, a new religion, a new beginning<br>I own women, three-fourths rock and linen<br>This Middle East shit, father beat shit<br>Release this, the only place in the world, that pull out cracks pieces<br>We rock camels, split that ass in text<br>Yo we bag bitches after we fuck em and say thanks<br>Yo thanks for havin me, next week your straight grabbin me<br>Swearin they homeless, sayin that the havin me<br>I don`t, wanna crawl at all<br>You wanna be a thug, you used to play ball<br>Runs the play for Seton Hall<br>Now, outta the blue, you got thug in you too<br>Yo I knew you, your size shoe was ?due in voodu?<br>Always, smell like shit, used to call you doo-doo<br>Never came oustide, in the crib you hide<br>Scared to death<br>While we played manhunt, to our last breath<br>I never chose this life, it chose me<br>What, LFC, heavy amount with jewelry<br>Crime Syndicate, nigga livin this<br>Never mention miss ?<br>Smoke rain bodies, you had to saw before, before<br>Yo, you on my dick, I had the lime green on<br>With the string on, with fatigue on<br>Fresh Avirex`s, cockpit, now from the outlet<br>Jose Luis Emperor, two shots I blow ta Dillinger<br>No real Kings like John Dillinger, the politic<br>What, I`m on some ides in the militant<br>You either with me or against me<br>That in between shit make the money stop too intensely<br>So what the deal is, the generals what the deal is<br>What the deal is, the devilish thought you can`t kill this<br>[Tony Touch: Till Capone comes home]<br>What niggaz, Iraq...realize that...