T.O.N.Y.
Capone
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Yeah
Uh-huh
Tony Sunshine
CNN
Cool & Dre
Yeah
Yo, ayo
Pistol on me, and make history
Supposedly, I was the man that took your rosary
The head of the clique, and don't care about your 'protry
Betrayed my family, still bringin' home the groceries
Your man fucked up, he'll get punched in his face
And your killers ain't killers, they'll get punched in they face
I don't do deals with idiots, I just do deals that's serious
Remain in the dark like Cornelius
Can't sleep, somethin' like insomniac
And drink Henny so much, I piss Cognac
The Squad evolve on the strength I'ma come
Man, years done passed and we still missed Pun
I set up shop back in '92
Took a couple kids out the street in June
Made enough dough to stretch the street in two
I doubled up my team and never sold a dream
I showed 'em what a little bit of green could do
I showed 'em what a chick in V.I.P. would do
Blowin' 50 G's and Jimmy's breezin' through
I spend it on my team and let them live the dream
Now I paid my dues, and every day stayed true
Never play to lose, you know, you know
Now I claim my fame, and in these streets I reign
Stretched out my game, so everywhere I go, all I hear is
T-O-N-Y, invade NY
Multiply, kill or die, me and you
You got beef, I got beef (Say my name)
T-O-N-Y, invade NY
Multiply, kill or die, me and you
You got beef, I got beef (Terror Squad)
Invade NY, multiply, kill or die, me and you
You got beef, I got beef (Say my name, Terror Squad)
Invade NY, multiply, kill or die, me and you
You got beef, I got beef
Now when it comes to beef, player, I'm a fiend
Guerilla nigga similar to Joe M.P
And a toast like Pun always close to me
Don't give a fuck who you are, I dump on your squad
I bump out in Harlem, stop to the Garden
Ask niggas, they'll tell you Sunshine's a problem
Still in the BX, still reppin' C.S
You don't wanna fuck with me
Now I claim my fame, and in these streets I reign
Stretched out my game, so everywhere I go, all I hear is
Motherfuckin' Tony Sunshine, he's my singer, you know what I'm sayin'?
He's like, he's like the Mardi Gras version of me
In hip-hop, but a singer, you know what I mean?
He's crazy with this, know what I'm sayin'?
Yo, through rap's time capsule, I spit rhymes at you
Verses of fury, the life of Kiam, Holly, Roses, and Jewelry
What? I did it for the love of cash, your honor
I'm a piranha, smoke a nigga, body for partner
The moment of proof awaits in the booth
Jailer thugs play in the stoop, relate to the truth
I can't take it, the greatest top in New York
I'm the truth, brushin' off my gators, glad that we made it
Terror Squad and Militainment, we kings of NY
Like Christopher Walken, favor favors how we handle drama
I put that on my mama
Reign of sunshine, the pain is inflicted
I'm here to reign, simple and plain, don't get the fame twisted
T-O-N-Y, invade NY
Multiply, kill or die, me and you
You got beef, I got beef (Say my name)
T-O-N-Y, invade NY
Multiply, kill or die, me and you
You got beef, I got beef (Terror Squad)
Invade NY, multiply, kill or die, me and you
You got beef, I got beef (Say my name, Terror Squad)
Invade NY, multiply, kill or die, me and you
You got beef, I got beef