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[ Billy Danzenie ]How about some hardcore?(Yeah, we like it raw!) (4x)How about some hardcore?[ VERSE 1: Billy Danzenie ](Yeah, we like it raw in the streets)For the fellas on the corner posted up 20 deepWith your ifth on your hip, ready to flipWhenever you empty your clip, dip, trip your sidekickYou got skill, you best manage to chillAnd do yourself a favor, don't come nowhere near the HillWith that bullshit, word, money grip, it'll cost yaMake you reminisce of Frank Nitty 'The Enforcer'I move with M.O.P.'s Last GenerationStraight up and down, act like you want a confrontationI packs my gat, I gotta stay strappedI bust mines, don't try to sneak up on me from behindDon't sleep, I get deep when I creepI see right now I got to show you it ain't nothin sweetGo get your muthafuckin hammerAnd act like you want dramaI send a message to your mama'Hello, do you know your one son left?I had license to kill and he had been marked for deathHe's up the Hill in the back of the building with two in the domeSongtexteI left him stiffer than a tombstone'[ Li'l Fame ]How about some hardcore?(Yeah, we like it raw!) (4x)How about some hardcore?[ VERSE 2: Billy Danzenie ](Yeah, we like it rugged in the ghetto)I used to pack sling shots, but now I'm packin heavy metalA rugged underground freestylerIs Li'l Fame, muthafucka, slap, Li'l MalletWhen I let off, it's a burning desireNiggas increase the peace cause when I release it be rapid fireFor the cause I drop niggas like drawersNiggas'll hit the floors from the muthafuckin .44'sI'm talkin titles when it's showtimeFuck around, I have niggas call the injury help lineI bust words in my verse that'll serveEven on my first nerve I put herbs to curbsI ain't about givin niggas a chanceAnd I still raise shit to make my brother wanna get up and danceFront, I make it a thrill to killBringin the ruckus, it's the neighborhood hoods for the Hill that's realMe and mics, that's unlike niggas and dykesSo who wanna skate, cause I'm puttin niggas on iceWhatever I drop must be rough, rugged and hard more(Yeah!)[ Billy Danzenie ]How about some hardcore?(Yeah, we like it raw!) (4x)[ VERSE 3: Billy Danzenie ]Yo, here I am (So what up?) Get it on, cocksuckerThat nigga Bill seem to be a ill black brotherI gets dough from the way I flowAnd before I goYou muthafuckas gonna knowThat I ain't nothin to fuck with - duck quickI squeeze when I'm stressedThem teflons'll tear through your vestI love a bloodbath (niggas know the half)You can feel the wrath (Saratoga/St. Marks Ave.)Be-I-l-l-why D-a-n-z-eN-I-e, me, Billy Danzenie(Knock, knock) Who's there? (Li'l Fame)Li'l Fame who? (Li'l Fame, your nigga)Boom! Ease up off the triggerIt's aight, me and shorty go to gunfightsTogether we bring the ruckus, right?We trump tight, aight?I earned mine, so I'm entitled to a title(7 fuckin 30) that means I'm homicidal[ Li'l Fame ]How about some hardcore?(Yeah, we like it raw!) (4x)[ VERSE 4: Li'l Fame ]Yo, I scream on niggas like a rollercoasterTo them wack muthafuckas, go hang it up like a posterNiggas get excited, but don't excite meDon't invite me, I'm splittin niggas' heads where the white beTry to trash this, this little bastard'll blast itOnly puttin niggas in comas and casketsI ain't a phoney, I put the 'mack' in a -roniI leave you lonely (Yeah, yeah, get on his ass, homie)Up in your anus, I pack steel that's stainlessWe came to claim this, and Li'l Fame'll make you famousI mack hoes, rock shows and stack doughCause I'm in effect, knockin muthafuckas like five-oI'm catchin other niggas peepin, shit, I ain't sleepinI roll deep like a muthafuckin Puerto-RicanSo when I write my competition looks sadlyFor broke-ass niggas I make it happen like Mariah CareyI got shit for niggas that roll boldLi'l Fame is like a orthopedic shoe, I got mad soulI'ma kill em before I duck emBecause yo, mother made em, mother had em and muthafuck em[ Li'l Fame ]Knowmsayin?Li'l Fame up in this muthafuckaGivin shoutouts to my man D/R Period[Name]Lazy LazMy man Broke Ass MoeThe whole Saratoga Ave.Youknowmsayin?Representin for BrooklynMost of all my cousin Prince Leroy, Big Mal, rest in peace[ Billy Danzenie ]Danzenie up in this muthafuckaI'd like to say what's up to the whole M.O.P.Brooklyn, periodThem niggas that just don't give a fuck[ O.G. Bu-BangBet yo ass, niggaHey yo, this muthafuckin Babyface [Name]Aka O.G. Bu-BangYo, I wanna say what's up to the whole muthafuckin M.O.P. boyyeee Aus Songtexte Mania