[M.O.P Intro]
Hahahahahaaa
Yeah ^!$$%

Whoo..
The Smoke of New York
Get up, Come On!

Ah!

[50 Cent (M.O.P) Chorus]

There's nowhere to run to when death becomes you
Some say your soul may burn in the flame.. (whoooooo)
So front if you want to, but ^!$$%z who murk you (come on)

Come to your tombstone and piss in your grave..
You a rider right, that ride tonight (come on)
^!$$% you gon' ride or you gon' die tonight.. (come on)

^!$$% @@#! the steal, this is kill or be killed (come on)
^!$$% %#@! is real in the field..


[Billy Danze Verse]
Whats the procedures ^!$$%, when you got a hammer in your mouth
When you laid down and cry, when you stand up and die

Like the man that i am, Fireeeeee!!
Yes Yes, give um the whole thang
Im a legend in the town, Nowww

Since your all gangstered up lets get the $#&@ down
Big Bill dancin' im reppin' for Buck town
^!$$% see me dummin' im comin' clutchin' the pound

Dont worry about my whereabouts
We air um out, clear um out, Yes Yes
The pressure's on now, you need to get your hammers up

Th-th-th-th-th thats what's up
You too tough ^!$$%, you dun rap it up
Brownsville, cl-cl-cl-cl-cl Clap it up!

Fif put in the call..
We ready to brawl with everyone of you or, Yes Yes


[50 Cent (M.O.P) Chorus]
There's nowhere to run to when death becomes you
Some say your soul may burn in the flame.. (uh)

So front if you want to (uh huh), but ^!$$%z who murk you
Come to your tombstone and piss in your grave.. (yes)
You a rider right, that ride tonight

^!$$% you gon' ride or you gon' die tonight.. (right)
^!$$% @@#! the steal (uh huh), this is kill or be killed (brrrrrrrr!!)
^!$$% %#@! is real in the field..


[Lil Fame Verse]
You got these young ^!$$%z hollerin "Murderer!!"

Copper chops on my block like, blaka blaka blaka
^!$$%z dont give a $#&@..
I seen a ^!$$% shoot my mom'z, right in front of my mother$#&@in' face

See in the 'ville, aint such a thing as a straight bullet
When your index finger on the trigger and you pull it
Slugs aint never outta season (uh huh)..

All you gotta do is give a mother$#&@er one reason (Uhh!)
Blood stains on the ceilin'..
Same place he stood, thats what they leave um

Dont black it out, lets just squeez'in off with your gun (uh huh)
Cuz you gon' get your punk $$# robbed with the young
You know the drill..

I'ma give your $$# 3 seconds to bounce and you better not ??chark??
1.... $#&@ that... [3 gunshots].. Ah (*##$!.. Rest in bits!


[50 Cent (M.O.P) Chorus]
There's nowhere to run to when death becomes you
Some say your soul may burn in the flame..

So front if you want to (uh huh), but ^!$$%z who murk you
Come to your tombstone and piss in your grave..
You a rider right, that ride tonight

^!$$% you gon' ride or you gon' die tonight..
^!$$% @@#! the steal (uh huh), this is kill or be killed
^!$$% %#@! is real in the field..