[Chorus x2: Lil' Fame (Billy Danze)]
It's them Background ^!$$%z, back down ^!$$%s
Murda-ma-murda ^!$$% (kill 'em, ^!$$%, kill 'em)

Leave them slumped back, feel 'em, young cats peel 'em
Murda-ma-murda ^!$$% (kill 'em, ^!$$%, kill 'em)


[Lil' Fame]
Live from the underworld
It's Fizzy Womack ten (*##$

And I ain't yappin, I'm clappin
Your ain't a murderer, start walkin 'fore I blast
Cuz your breath smell like %#@!, from talkin our ya $$#

Hold that, (down) it's the invisible Brownsvillain
That stand up on fertile ground (make 'em leave)
I try ta (when I spit) I got 'em (best believe)

I shot 'em, make 'em %#@! rock bottom
You started some %#@!, see ya, wouldn't wanna be ya
Now you sellin up %#@!, creaks floatin in diarrhea

Home skillet, you way outta my past
It's 7:25 and I'm 5 minutes from wiggin out on ya $$#
7:30 in the face, crazy $$# ^!$$%

$#&@ money, I want your life, and you gon pay me fast ^!$$%
Watch the guns @@#!, pop, Brooklyn style
Bucka (Bucka) Bu-Bucka (Bu-Bucka) Bucka (Bucka) {Blaow!}


[Chorus x2]


[Billy Danze]
Say it (Brownsville) say it again ^!$$% (Brownsvillllllle)
To the mother$#&@in end ^!$$%

I'm a street roller, heat holder
Complete soldier -- repeat soldier
William will hop out of a stolen ova

And slump ya $$# over
I'm a little bit bolder, a little bit colder
Got a little bit of a chip on my shoulder

I will rip through you cobra, quiet as kept
You mother$#&@ers better watch ya step
(Debt) It's danger when $#&@in wit a nickel-plated soldier

Creep up behind you and (bang) bang (bang ya)
I leave your inner body outta place
Have you right in front of the Tunnel wit holes in your face

You ^!$$%s want war, keep it like that
We will make it uglier then sin when my Empire Strikes Back


[Chorus x2]

[Lil' Fame]

I never been afraid to ride
I ain't afraid to live, so you know I ain't afraid to die
Put five in ya face, you dog give ya rest of this

I'mma make his $$# rest in piss (blackout)
Catch him in a dark alley, and hit $$# wit the grand finale
(Blackout) Two more times (blackout, blackout)

I told you about $#&@in wit mine, game over

[Billy Danze]

Flatline, tell ya ^!$$%s it's gat time
Don't ever try to come at mine
You never know what scheme I'm on

Until the beam come on
You know what team I'm on
From the homicidal side of town

Now, get my ^!$$%s round up, will tear the ground up
(Clack-clack) pounds up, ya know the drill
You mother$#&@ers better respect the 'Ville (kill, kill...)


[Chorus x2]