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Artist:Black Rob
Taken from the album Life Story by Black Rob
Album:Life Story
Track:Down The Line Joint
 
Date Added:18/10/2007
Rating:not yet rated     
Views:264
 
Lyrics:featuring G-Dep, Marc Curry, Mase, & Puff Daddy

Verse One: Puffy
When night
falls, that's when it all begins
Be prepared we can allow no loose ends
I highly recommend
ya'll bring your arms
This is no false alarm
They want to do us harm
Like I'm
nervous, live inside a glass house
They want to bring us down
Then drag us out
It's
all about niggas that doubt our reputation
Start'n conflict and don't know what they
facing
Want twist us all in there black magic
? suggest paper of wars and break havoc

Are u ready, don't sleep on them
Ain't petty, you get that ass thrown like infedy
Meet me
at the getaway spot in a jiffy
Leave all the does behind that act iffy
We got maneuvers,
that's hard to beat
Till the other side retreats
Under six feet beneath
C'mon


Verse Two: Mark Curry
I told u that is a saw I wore
I'm a kill
When the rebel
yells song that don't stop till
It's done, see I got guns and I m sick
See how you said
meet me here and I came quick
Them same catz on the most wanted list
We can hit them, Then
straight disappear in the mist
?,Won't cease to exist
I shoot to kill and I'll be damned
if I miss
A warrior waiting for Armageddon
I get serious as hell when I'm threatened

Intent to get hostile break into a rage of fury
Send them back their apostle's fossils and
crazed right
A rude awakening and but now I'm alert
And that's right down my line of
work
The whole Brotherhood new verse, gutless cowards with no back
And watch how they all
fall flat
Ahh
Chorus:
Niggas gone fall out
The got us up against the wall

Here I call out, let it all out
With or without you I'm for war
Some shit worth dying for,
ah-huh

Niggas gone fall out
The got us up against the wall
Here I call out, let
it all out
With or without you I'm for war
Some shit worth dying for, ah-huh


Verse Three: Black Rob
Yo,
You want hot soup, I got shit like up on in attica
Guns
ridiculous like battle star galactica
What's this, want to insult my family?
La familia,
actin like ones of us goin to kill ya
I want ya'll dues,
Shit hit the fan, we going to be
eatin your food
Time up in the new
Then torture, I rip a niggas toe nails off
What, I
didn't here the news five slayin the law
Man, how I don't want do these catz
I lay
mousetraps for those mice house niggas that house gats
They want to out me, I know killers from
down south be
Who know and understand, there ain't a thing sweet about me
I earn my
respect, and I was born to wreck
Spit techs, by your rockets threw jets
Who's next, to get
hit by firepower that's so raw
Go play 4-4's ready for war

Verse Four: Mase
All
out, what what,
Wanna blow, what what
Teamsters what what
Mother Fucker
]From
Monday to Sunday, it's all about the money
Nigga ain't got mine, I guarantee I'm gun play

Moms says makes u going to need that money one day
Bitch I'm in the jet, Benz on the
runway
Don't be fooled, still squeeze tools
Money like that why the fuck I need
school
M-A dollar sign E rules
Hundred G jewels,
Vacate places you don't even need
shoes
Same catz say stay up, prey 4 my day up
No one where my bitch live, plot where I lay
up
If you got coke way up, Got doe then pay up
Niggas shoot at me a nigga better spray
up
Cause God forbid, you hit me in my Ribs and I live
Comin back and getting you and your
kids

Chorus

Verse Five: G-Dep
Dom Dom Dom
Thought I heard
something
Last cat that I heard frontin
Burned up herb huntin
Word cause, my heard
something
Splurge something,
Now I don't care who I hit
Its who I hit I knew I
hit
Who'm would understand though
We vandals and land roles
Program for our own
channels
And flannel, this man knew any clan
We're here for the catz in the minivan

Got let this schemmy plan
Pay me man, scan
Sex, cars any money
Sex guard the
money
With this gun, it be hard to run me
Get it right, or get it tonight
Better
tonight,
Set up your wife, with the head of the night
Don't fold cause my goals imbedded
with ice
To my tents dimming the light
I'm bendin this mic
Lot of niggas don't
comprehend
Lots niggas look sloppy when
They don't see me and I see them


Chorus
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