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Revenge
The Legion
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It's Molekules from the legion
I'm in your region
With my man Show B-I-Z
And this is how it's gonna be
I'mma drop the story
About niggas
About sheisty niggas
And it's gonna go down like this
Check it out
I'm on the couch with my arms laced in a brace
Sippin' on Malibu, watchin' Al Pacino's Scarface
(I buried them cockroaches) Tell 'em, Tony
When all of a sudden the whole shit just dawned on me
I've been through everything you ever thought about
In the drug game, no doubt
In and out of few shootouts
Yeah, I've been shot before
Yo, I was blowin' down the door
This kid tried to hit me up with a 4-4
Something ain't right, yo, shit is shady
Doctor pullin' bullets from my body, look like slugs from a 380
For a minute I thought I was dead
I heard my cousin Budda said they tried to move on Q's and Ed
It had to be the kids from up the block
Heard I was makin' moves out of state
They heard I had a little cake
You see they sheisty, they fucked up thinkin' I'm dead
I took the bullets to the body and the lower leg
They done said it, them kids about to get wetted
It's gonna be a whole lot of bodies poppin' up deaded
Like I said, my body's on the couch doin' some healin'
Niggas is on the block droppin' dimes and squealin'
I'm on the phone with my cousin, the god Bark
Kill, what you had to say? (Yo, some kids wantin' Jose)
Now it's gonna be repercussions and retaliations
But first I gotta go on vacation
(I gotta get my revenge)
Niggas is sheisty, yo, watch who's your peeps
Know who to trust before they bust you in your sleep
Real niggas do real things, the sheisty minds are dead
And real niggas always win
Weeks later, I'm all better, cock the Beretta
Show 'em what I mean, get the streets swept and time to clean
Six deep in the K5, windows tinted
Six more niggas strapped with MACs and TECs and the Taurus rented
(Yo, there go that kid Jose with the jewels, lookin' junk)
Yo, snatch that punk and put his bitch ass in the trunk
We gonna take him to the hideout, he's blindfolded
Mouth filled with duct tape, take the razor to his face
Now he's screamin' (I don't wanna die, I don't wanna die)
Yo, shut the fuck up before I stab your ass in the eye
You're not gonna die yet, I need some information
'Cause I think the infiltration's comin' from that kid Jason
He was somebody I was fuckin' with back in '88
Doin' drug tapes, gettin' papes but now I'm straight
He was messin' with these Five Percenters, Born 2 Justice
These kids was sheisty, I just couldn't trust this
I had to step and do my own thing
A year later got my own ring, yeah, now I'm my own king
So one of his crew members in my possession
Before I kill you, I want a confession
(I gotta get my revenge)
Niggas is sheisty, yo, watch who's your peeps
Know who to trust before they bust you in your sleep
Real niggas do real things, the sheisty minds are dead
And real niggas always win
(I gotta get my revenge)
Niggas is sheisty, yo, watch who's your peeps
Know who to trust before they bust you in your sleep
Real niggas do real things, the sheisty minds are dead
And real niggas always win
Joe B, he heard you blew with the mansion and the yacht
850 Land Cruisin' and out of town was on lock
Jason was gettin' jail, he heard you was gettin' mad, lil' B
Yo, shut the fuck up, this is what you gonna do
You gonna call Jason up by 8 o'clock
Tell him, "Yo, Jay, we fucked up"
What you gonna say? (Yo, Jay, we fucked up)
Meanwhile, me and Jay is in City Island, the semi's like mobsters
Sippin' Perignon and eatin' lobsters
But what Jay never knew
I came with fifteen kids from my crew
And he came with about two
So as we kicked the willy boat
He gets a beep, he says it's a call from home
He goes and steps to the phone
He comes back to the table lookin' all distraught and puzzled
I guess he realized it's gonna be some trouble
Yo, Artie Boo, lock the door, this shit is closed
Ain't nobody leavin' 'til I get all this beef shit here even
Now this is where the situation gets funny
He starts tellin' me where his stash is at and all of his money
I don't want your stash, I want your ass
That's why I cut you from gettin' cash, your sheisty ass won't last
Enough talkin', you outta here
(Yo, yo, Q's, the vehicles is parked in the rear)
Slide through the back, jump in the five wagon, BBS's
Pirellis, caught a body, filled my belly, now I hit the telly
Now overall you can see
It didn't have to be the jealousy and envy made him sheisty
Now that I got my revenge
Sorry, my friend
This is where the story has to end
(I gotta get my revenge, son) Yeah, niggas is sheisty
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