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Fuck the Mayor

C-Rayz Walz

The Prelude

31.12.1999

98

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Tekst piosenki
[Intro: Skit] [Officer] Hey buddy, got any weapons here? Hey, what’s that on your hip? Hey, let me check that [Civilian] Yo man, that ain’t no fucking gun. That’s my beeper. Get the fuck out of here, man [Officer] Hey, hey, what’s that, what’s that? The brick fist gang? [Civilian] This ain’t no gang symbol. It’s a Stronghold t-shirt, you dickhead! [Officer] Hey, hey buddy, wanna [?] me? [Civilian] What you, what you gon’ do? Arrest me? Come on [Officer] Hey, hey, come here. Officer requesting backup. Officer requesting backup. Officer requesting backup [C-Rayz Walz Talking over Skit] Fuck them niggas Like a hundred niggas right there. Stronghold, OBS, People’s Army. I’ll kill y’all niggas. Fuck Rudy [Verse 1: C-Rayz Walz] I wrote this one blunted. Get that bitch a crazy mansion hundred NY [?]. Who done it? Blue suits coming? Fuck that—I ain’t running On point, shooting sharp shit like ninja gunmen Slugs for Uhuru. STD niggas is voodoo Us against the pigs something brutal—nothing neutral Fuck what you used to. Rudy wanna swing ya from trees With the noose loop for a deuce deuce Blocks is hot, politics this dragon breathes Get a nigga 25 to life for a bag of weed They ain’t catching me. Cappadonna said, “Run” I hold knife-sized guns and sell [?] until I’m done Like stic.man, rolling out for dead presidents Still know the plan of the hit man. Evidence: The blue van. On some bullshit like a [?] I got the eye of the tiger like Horace in the jungle fortress Undercover cops think they Bruce Willis on some fake shit [?] in the Matrix Quick to run with speed through a building basement Beats got my heart racing Giuliani think it’s mad niggas in the street that need replacing, long vacation I’m saying, “Hold up.” They roll up, my shots make ‘em leak donuts Clip bombs in the precinct frequent Stations are like the phoenix when I’m done creeping On the D train, I see flames like [?] Fuck hell—jog through Central Park Cops [?]. I hold clips. TNT [?] my dick I’ll blame it on Judy ‘cause he put out the hit Fucking faggot. Made my hustle hard Could even swipe [?] with my metro card Fucking transvestite. Yo, where you dressing your wig at? If that bitch get shot, bet green money I did that ‘Cause police smoke crack. Even rats carry gats Racism relax where I’m at Drinking malt liquor. Push ups in the slum All my niggas act dumb and get smart when cops come They think they musketeers and shotguns Fuck a badge number—this summer, I’m [?] thirst with mad hunger Revenge for my black ass without the [?] 41 shots? I send 82 drama-full To kill Rudy Giu—rest in peace Amadou Fuck the mayor!
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