Double 09

[Intro: Beretta 9] Killa, Killa, Killa, yeah, Kinetic 9, Killarm' 9th Prince, yeah, Double 09, yo, check it, yo [Beretta 9] For this game, I had a flare, since a young adosclent Rocking military gear, to this day, I be dressing Ain't equipped without the boots, canteen and my weapon And my favorite color green, cuz the dough, I keep it stepping You know what just what I mean, slugs flying out your second Hit like a marine, recognize it be your admiral I'm not talking bout Five Percent, like bombs, I be dropping And I'm very high, right and my squad ain't no stopping 'em Like nigga, what you think, put your tank on your boulevard Then we achieve by war, body tapped near the cooler scar The quiet then on tour, Killarm' they said they came But prepare for the verse, cuz this one is just a decoy B-Boy, I will seek and destroy Doing just what I love, it be bringing me joy Like, like, nigga B-Boy Doing just what I love, it be bringing me joy [Chorus 2X: 9th Prince] 9th Prince and Beretta 9, we both carry nines Check the signs of the times, it's '09 We got the shine, and living fine like wine Young James Bond, change Double 07 to Double 09 [Boy Jones] Who's my Godfather? Where's my Godfather? Tell Al Pacino, to ask about his Godfather? Oh yeah, I'm a Godfather, inhale, exhale No lyrics, system is him, buddy, I smell Swimming through your neighborhood, I'm the great whale Boy Jones sell his lyrics in Amsterdam I thought they bought marijuana in Amsterdam I'm so hot, they buy my music in Amsterdam You have to maintain, to obtain It's hard to guard ya life, swerving in the damn rain Weed, and listening to me is like second hand smoke I, I put cancer in your throat Boy Jones is a evolutionist Pray with my city, told her terrorize the terrorist Make you disappear like a-a-a-a-a illusionist No reason to apoligize, your words ain't worth shit Negotiation for your life, better be worth it, Boy Jones [9th Prince] Yo, return of a Wu Renegade, I hold the Afro Samurai blade Trapped in the dark halls in arcades, I'm cold as Ice Age Million dollar bets in casinos, love chicks that's Filipino Draw like a Beatle, bang bells like Reno A nigga with a righteous chill like Al Pacino The Terminator, terminating, there's no escaping What I'm raping, causing earthquakes and Shaking up the nations, and populations Melodies I hear, with a sharp ear, return of the Golden Spear Gladiators with muscles, caught in the scuffle Bare hand knuckles rough like Ruffles Better keep a muffle, I don't chuckle Shut an apple is my hustle, for hip hop, I got a jones like a Russell [Chorus 2X]